Nick noticed me and unwrapped his arm around Taeyeon's shoulders. He bashfully looked and smiled at me.

"Oh, Tiffany you're here," he said the obvious and I tried not to roll my eyes.

Taeyeon looked at him and gestured something to him. Nick nodded.

They understand each other, they know sign language. I thought.

I envied Nick because he's so close to Taeyeon. The way they look and smile to each other, also the skinship. They look very comfortable.

"Are you together?" I choked at the last word as I asked it in incredulity.

Taeyeon vigorously shook her head, no.

"Nope," Nick popped the letter P "Taeyeon is my best friend."

I smiled widely knowing that they're just friends. It relieved me. A lot.

Taeyeon gestured signs to Nick and the latter nodded. It annoys me because I don't understand her. It makes me jealous.

"We have to go Tiffany, we will be late for our next class," Nick informed.

Geez, I almost forgot that we still have afternoon classes.

"Okay, see you around," I gave them both my eye smile as I glued my eyes to Taeyeon while she beamed with her perfect set of white teeth, she's so pretty.

Surely, I know she's different from the other that I've dated before. They're all the same but now, I can see the difference.

All was sparkling.

All was positive.

All was breathtaking and in slow motion.

I get it.

I went to my afternoon classes, it was fast, I don't even remember what's happening around me because all I could think was her.

Taeyeon and her bright smile.

I admit, I got smitten by her for the first time that I met her.

My heart was longing for her and it feels like I'm somewhat connected to her. I hope that she feels the same way though.

I was snapped with my day dreaming when Yuri put her bag on my desk.

People were disappearing, oh, English class was over.

No biggie.

Yuri sat on my desk as well, she's a badass as always "What's up biatch? You're out of yourself the whole class. Is there a problem?" She said as she blew upward her bangs.

I can't help it but to smile inevitably when I think of her.

"Gosh, it's your first day here! Oh my fvcking biatch Tiffany! Un-fvcking-believable! Don't tell me, you got laid?!" She shrieked over-reacting.

I gave her dirty look with her question but more of a statement. Sometimes, she act like a dumbhead and exaggerating one.

"Of course not! Are you crazy? Shut it Yul! It's embarrassing!" I scolded her.

She rolled her eyes and pretended to be interested in her nail polish "I've never seen that smile before so, I'm just assuming that you finally had one. At least, one," then she looked at me as she squinted her eyes.

I cocked my brow "What do you mean?"

Yuri jumped off from the desk and crossed her arms over her chest "Hello, I mean, you finally had sex because you're a freaking chaste." She said with an attitude, I hate her being blunt.

"Drop that! Can you?!" I shouted-whispered to her "Don't talk about my sex life here," I huffed.

Yes I am a virgin, never had sex before. I'm pure innocent from that whoopie-nooky activity but I still have my reputation. I am a well-balanced person. I managed my time to school, party, friends, family and to myself. I'm smartass but cool person, indeed many guys and *coughed* girls were chasing me when I was in California.

And for the record, it's just the same here. Many people approached me and some were noticeably hitting on me. I mentally flipped my hair.

"Whatever biatch," Yuri took her bag from my desk.

"And please, don't cuss anymore? Can you?" I sincerely asked.

Yuri raised her eyebrows and gaped but she still answered me "Fine! I'll try, you shhhh...." I glared at her.

"Shi... shifty little shibbet!" She finished her sentence.

I smirked in victory. No cussing allowed.

"You met someone, don't you?" She asked suspiciously.

I quickly averted my eyes from her "Huh! I knew it biatch! I smell fishy here! You like that someone!" She grinned as she accused me.

I stayed quiet then I slowly looked back at her. She really knows me but this was new to us.

I've liked someone before but I never acted like this, shi***shiz.

"Is that the barista girl in the coffee shop?" She guessed, fudge! She's right!

"Oh my-"

Before she swear again, I cut her off "Right biatch, her name is Taeyeon," I blushed.

"Oh no, you went back there? You missed your classes to go there?" Yuri arched her brow.

"What? Of course I didn't! She's studying here okay? She's a working student," I explained.

Yuri nodded "Really? But how come I didn't notice her here?"

"Maybe because you're not often here," I replied sarcastically.

Yuri shrugged "Whatever so... did you ask her on a date?"

"What? No! Why would I do that?" I asked skeptically.

"Main reason, very obvious, you like her," she frankly said as if she knew everything.

"Yes I like her but I think that's being too fast, we just met you know," I reasoned out.

"I know but it's not like you're gonna marry her or something. It's just a date means getting to know each other, duh," Yuri slung her bag on her shoulder.

She's right again, I should ask her on a date.

"And I bet, you didn't get her number biatch," she smirked.

I frowned.

Yuri rolled her eyes "What a newbie, ask her number biatch and let's go now, I know you don't want to be late in your last period for this day. Fvck. Oops! It slipped," she zippered her mouth.

I lazily stood up and got my stuffs, me and Yul walked out of the classroom.

I'm kinda mad at myself not getting her number, I wish I did.

It made my mood down, also my last subject was Arts. Damn it.

Yuri waved goodbye as we go our separate ways, after few steps and strolls in the hallway, I found my classroom and got inside. I sat at the back near the window and the professor wasn't here yet.

Students were bickering, tripping, playing and whatever children do. I hate this class already, well as I said, I don't like Arts. This last subject of mine will take me to forever.

I sighed "Boring," I murmured.

I glued my eyes at the door, I was waiting impatiently for our professor to come and start the damn class. Anyway... some students approached me, of course, I talked to them. 

Gosh. Some were smirking, yeah like I care? 

And some were murmuring, they're gossiping about me for sure. I'm sexy and I know it.

This was killing me, can I just drop this class?

Then my world stopped and everything around me receded from view as she entered the room. She was stunning as always, I gaped at her.

What is she doing here? Is this for real?

I went back to reality when some guy blocked her way, my forehead creased. Taeyeon looked at him like she was begging or something. She tried to walk on the side but the guy still blocked her.

This guy glanced at the crowd smirking then when he looked back at Taeyeon, he pushed her hard and Taeyeon landed her butt on the floor. She looked hurt. Fvcking sh*t!

My hands immediately rounded into fists and I stood up, I was shaking from my anger. The crowd looked at them, some were laughing and some didn't even bother. This made me rage seeing someone being bullied. I'm not a bystander like them and that guy needs to be punished. I will teach him a lesson. And it's Taeyeon, my precious one.

The guy snatched Taeyeon's bag and opened it. He threw all the things from the bag then he threw the bag on Taeyeon's face.

My poor Taeng, she looked fragile so I rushed over them.

I glared at the guy like I would kill him, I want to break all of his bones or bury him alive.

Taeyeon stood up and I looked at her concerned, she was shocked to see me.

"Hey, mind your own business," the guy said to me. He's too much!

I glared back at him and punched him on face then I kicked his balls causing him to fall on the floor holding his treasured small dick. Taeyeon jaw dropped while looking at the guy.

I heard my classmates uttered whooo... I'm not bully or sadist but he deserved that for being ungentleman and insolent.

I helped Taeyeon with her things and put it back in her bag. She smiled and she put her fingers of her dominant hand near her lips then her flat hand moved forward, a bit down in my direction (American Sign Language- ASL meaning Thank you).

Maybe she's thanking me, ugh, I really need to study sign language.

I looked back to the guy, his face screwed up in pain "Don't you ever touch Taeyeon again, or next time, I will gonna cut your balls!" I taunted.

I held Taeyeon's hand as I dragged her at the back of the classroom, I sat on my chair and she sat next to me. She put her bag on her desk and stared at me innocently.

She's so adorable, can I put her in my pocket and take her home?

Oh Tiffany, don't be lost again. This is your chance! Get her number! I chided myself. Right, I need to get her number first. Don't be stupid this time!

"Um... T-Taeyeon?" My heart was pounding, I don't know what I feel but there's something in my stomach. I want to pee, I want to puke but I can't.

She stared intently to me as if I'm a perfect piece of art.

I froze, I couldn't move, it was like I'm paralyzed.

"C-can... Um..." It's so hard to say a word but I need to do this "C-can I, can I g-get your number?" thank goodness, I finally said it.

Taeyeon sweetly smiled but before she could write on her sticky note, our professor came and interrupted her. Wrong timing, I inwardly slapped my forehead. The guy who bullied Taeyeon quickly stood up and walked to his seat. He didn't look at our direction, he was mortified.

The class started but as usual, my focus wasn't on my professor. I continued to glance at Taeyeon, she looked amused with what our professor was discussing. She kept writing notes and she was oblivious that I'm staring at her.

I already like this class, no, I love this! I love this so much knowing that she's just next to me.

While staring at her, my classmates started to pack their things.

What?

Oh no, the class ended so quick! Our professor dismissed us and he left. 

For me, it's just few minutes. I groaned. I really enjoyed this class, I mean, I enjoyed staring at her.

I glanced at Taeyeon and she's already looking at me, I became tensed again as in, I'm conscious with my every move.

Taeyeon handed me a note with her notebook so I took and read the note it in mind "That's my notes for our lesson today, you seemed busy staring at me and you're not taking yours. Give it back to me tomorrow. And here's my number, +82 00 5683 3981."

I wanted to jump and celebrate, I feel like I won a gold medal in Olympics!

Taeyeon stood up, she nodded and waved goodbye to me. I waved back to her and smiled sheepishly.

She toothy smiled then left me alone and astonished.

I'm so excited for later, I will text her after my early dinner.

I kept her note in my pocket, this will be added in my collection.

I like Taeyeon...

I like her for sure.

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