Part 1

When Taeyeon received a call from her eccentric father, who had been away for more than a
year traveling the world, the first thing that came out of her mouth was
Hell no, dad. Over my dead body.
She almost threw her phone out the window of her luxurious penthouse suite, because her father,
whom she had missed rather dearly, just blurted out an absurd request.
No! I will not marry your long lost best friends daughter!
But Taetae, he said with so much aegyo a man his age shouldnt have, I thought you said you
were gay?
Dad, this has nothing to do with my gender! She yelled on the phone as she ran her hand in
between her golden locks frustratingly. I will not agree to this arranged marriage thing!
But Taengooooo
Taeyeon didnt even bother ending the call and just chucked her phone over the veranda, rubbing
her temples as she went back inside her spacious living room.
She threw herself on her expensive leather couch and groaned before punching the cushion out
of frustration.
Ugh! I cant believe this!
Ring.
Her house phone rang and she eyed the thing suspiciously.
Ring.
Ring.
Taeyeon sighed and pressed the speaker phone button.
Click.
Ooooooooooooooooo
Oh my god, dad, stop it! Youre too old for this!
Taeyeon held her house phone and screamed at it like a fool, throwing the thing back on the side
table with a loud clank.

But Taetae, his fathers voice rang clearly from the speaker phone, Shes your type! Youll like
her, Im sure of it!
You dont even know my type, dad! You havent even met any of my exes!
Yes, I did!
Name one.
The line went silent for a moment, with Taeyeon staring at the phone. Seconds went by, and just
when she thought the line went dead, her goof of a father spoke with so much pride, she could
feel it slapping her on the face.
I met Jessica!
Jessica is my best friend, whats wrong with you!
What, really?
Yes! Taeyeon screamed again before sighing. You need to stop this, dad. I love you but this is
too much. Im not marrying a stranger!
Thats why youre going to meet her first, silly Taengoo! Then youll fall in love at first sight,
accept the arrangement and get married!
No!
Please, please, do this for daddy, pleeeaaaasssseee
Dad, no!
Taeyeon heard a sigh from the other line and she smiled, feeling a little victorious. Her dad
sighing could only mean one thing, defeat.
Okay, he said dejectedly and it made her smile grow bigger.
Sweet victory, Taeyeon thought happily.
Ill make you a deal youll never refuse!
Or not.
Taeyeon covered her face with her hands and groaned, ruffling her hair as she plopped on her
couch sideways.
Dad, she said, Trust me, there is no way

If you agree to at least meet her, Ill let you off to do anything you want.
Her ears perked and instantly she found herself sitting up, elbows leaning on her thighs and
fingers interlaced in front of her.
Suddenly she felt nervous.
Im listening
There was some shuffling on the other line before she heard her dads firm voice, a hundred
eighty degrees different from his previous playful whining.
Ill come back as soon as I can, kick you off the company myself, enrol you in that culinary
school you like in Paris and let you study to be a chef like what youve always wanted.
Taeyeon couldnt help but gasp at her fathers offer.
Her hand instantly shot up and grabbed the receiver before pressing the earpiece on the side of
her head really closely.
Youre kidding me, right?
No, I am absolutely serious.
Youd let me ditch my company responsibilities to chase my lifelong dream if I go and meet
her? Just meet her?
Yes. And its a promise.
No take backsies? Even though I dont end up marrying her after the meeting?
No take backsies, Taetae. You know I always keep my word.
That he does, she thought.
Taeyeon bit the nail on her thumb as she weighed her options. She could almost taste the
freedom (and her nail) at the tip of her tongue.
But what if its a trap, she thought again. What if she gets shotgun wedded as soon as she goes
off to meet the girl.
Worse of all, what if shes ugly?!
Her eyes widened at that thought.
I-Is she pretty? She asked, feeling a little shallow.

Oh, Taetae, shes beautiful!

Stop exaggerating!
Im not! I swear youll be eating your words once you see her. Youd be begging me to marry
you two immediately.
Taeyeon kept quiet while her dad continued to rain praises about her potential fiance, mentally
listing the pros and cons of the whole situation.
It was her dream versus potential (and metaphorical) imprisonment, but the offer was just too
tempting not to take.
And if her father said that the girl was pretty, then Taeyeon would take his word for it.
Okay. Fine, she said, finally accepting defeat. Ill do it.
Aha! Thats my girl! The old man screamed and clapped.
When can I meet her?
Ill tell my secretary to email you the directions to their private estate on the South, should take
you about a day to reach by driving.
What?! Ill have to drive there for a day?!
Road trips are the best, my lovely daughter! You should enjoy nature every once in a while!
Youre the one who shoved me into the company to take over while you go travelling around
the world! I havent had any breaks since forever!
Oh, right. But hey, at least youd be able to study in Paris soon! Delaying gratification Taetae,
delaying gratification. Also, you could use the time to unwind for a little bit before meeting your
future wife.
He ended that with a giggle and Taeyeon wanted to kill herself.
Whatever, dad. When are you coming back anyway?
Soon. Im still not done visiting the other sights here, and now that Ive found my best friend,
its going to be twice as fun!
Fine. Take care of yourself, old man. See you soon. Love you.
Love you too, Taengoo! Ill bring you lots of souvenirs. Bye!

Bye.
Taeyeon shook her head as she ended the call, dragging herself off the couch towards her mini
bar to grab a shot of her strongest liquor.
She downed a shot, and another, and another, until she felt her world starting to spin. She
slumped her torso on the bar counter and looked at the family photo hanging on the wall next to
her.
It was a photo of her parents hanging upside down after bungee jumping, their huge smiles
showing how happy they were at that moment while giving peace signs at the camera. Taeyeon
couldnt help but smile back, remembering how hard it was for her to press the shutter button
because of laughing so hard at her goofy parents.
Her dad was crazy for asking her such a huge request, she admit, and Taeyeon thought, with a
sad chuckle, what her mom would have done if she was still there with them.
Mom, she whispered to the picture, Ill never understand why you married dad. Hes just so
spontaneous, its getting hard for me to follow him sometimes.
Taeyeon sighed as she stared at the photo before laughing to herself.
Scratch that. Youre both crazy.
With one last shot, she headed to her room with wobbly steps, silently psyching herself for an
adventure.

Are you really gonna do this, Taeng?

The shorter girl stopped halfway from entering her walk in closet to stare at her best friend who
was lounging lazily on her bed, fiddling with the new phone she had asked her to buy.
Jessica, one word: Paris.
With that she continued pulling random clothes from her wardrobe before throwing them back
on the bed, returning with a small duffel bag in her hands.
Your dad really knows how to make a deal, doesnt he? No wonder everyone wanted to be his
business partner.
Yep, hes really smart, Taeyeon agreed as she continued to shove the clothes inside the bag.
But my mom was the genius one.

She saw Jessica looking up at her on her peripheral, giving her a soft smile that only she receives
from the latter.
Too bad I didnt get to meet her. I really wanted to.
She wouldve liked you. She likes befriending scheming people.
Hey!
Taeyeon snorted as she zipped her small travel bag before dusting her hands.
Jessica got off the bed and handed her the new phone, the same model with the one she threw off
the building. She thanked her best friend with a grin before pulling her in for a hug.
You sure youll be fine by yourself? She heard Jessica ask, the two of them still tangled in a
tight embrace. I can go with you if you want.
Nah, Ill be fine. Thanks, Sica.
She playfully patted her on the butt and it earned her a giggle and a slap on the back.
Call me if theres anything, okay?
I will.

This was it, Taeyeon thought, feeling the weight of her duffel bag on her shoulders.
She had already cleared her schedule for the whole weekend, informing everyone at the company
that she would be going on a personal trip.
And so she stood there inside her family homes garage, in front of multiple cars, dressed in
jeans and a hoodie, looking every bit of a kid that she was. With her duffle bag in hand, she
passed by all the available ones as she contemplated on what to take.
She skipped all the coupes and luxury cars, opting for something simpler.
Her eyes widened and twinkled as she remembered something, and with hurried steps, she went
to the farthest side of the garage, smiling as she saw the covered truck.

Mom, I know this is your doing.

Taeyeon tilted her head upwards and closed her eyes before slamming her forehead on the old
steering wheel. She let her face stay there, making the horn blare continuously.
She whined and threw tantrums inside the old truck that her mom used to own before heading
out, having no idea why the vehicle suddenly stopped. She kicked the front wheel in frustration,
muttering curses at everything.
I thought you were on my side! Were supposed to stick together against dad, remember?!
Taeyeon yelled at the blue sky, cupping the side of her mouth to make her screams sound louder,
hoping that her mom would hear her, as childish as it may sound.
And of course this has to happen in the middle of nowhere where there is no phone reception.
Of course
Just when she was about to throw her phone against the asphalt, she heard the rumbling sound of
an engine approaching. Soon enough (and to her surprise and amusement) a pink and black
chopper passed by before slowing down, parking just behind her truck.
Need help?
Taeyeon couldnt help but raise her eyebrow at the long haired, aviator-wearing biker, and her
ripped jean shorts and loose tank top that barely covered anything. She gawked, openly, because
she had never seen anyone so attractive and beautiful in her life.
You okay there?
An amused chuckle reached her ears and Taeyeon snapped from her shameless gawking.
Sorry, I was just Uh Yeah. Hi.
What happened?
The painfully attractive biker gestured towards her truck with a nod, making Taeyeon remember
her problem.
Im not sure, it just died on me.
Gas?
Still half full.
Hmm The biker removed her aviator sunglasses much to Taeyeons delight and realized she
looked even more beautiful without it. I dont really know much about cars. If it was a flat tire, I
could help you change.
Yeah, same here. Hmm, do you know if theres a town near here?

The nearest and only one is still a couple of miles away. Youd have your legs falling off and
youd only be halfway.
Damn it, Taeyeon cursed, frustrated. As much as she didnt want to leave her mothers old
truck, shed need to at least reach the next town so she could ask for help.
The other girl must have sensed her frustration, because she was beside her in an instant, offering
an apologetic smile.
Im sorry I cant take you there, Im heading towards the other direction.
Oh, no. Its fine. I understand. She waved it off and smiled back, albeit small, reassuring the
other.
You should go, Taeyeon then said, I dont want to keep you from your trip. Thank you for
stopping.
She was about to return to her truck when the bikers hesitant voice stopped her in her tracks.
Uhm, she said as Taeyeon turned back to look at her. Why dont I just keep you company
while we wait for someone to pass by?
She couldnt help but mirror the shy smile that the biker had on her face, and for the first time
that day, Taeyeon felt a little better.
Id like that. Thanks.

Taeyeon gulped the last of her water before throwing the bottle in a plastic bag by her foot, full
and satisfied with her simple dinner.
She watched as the biker did the same, dusting her hands as she placed the last bite of her
sandwich in her mouth.
Before Taeyeon left the confines of her apartment, she prepared some food and drinks for the
trip, and she thanked her ahjumma qualities for that because at least she had something to snack
on now that she was stranded.
With a beautiful, mysterious biker girl nonetheless.
The sun had already set a few hours ago and still there were no signs of other vehicles, much to
Taeyeons disappointment, but she was somehow glad that she wasnt alone.
Comfortable silence surrounded them, and it felt nice, Taeyeon thought, because the night sky
was clear and the stars were pretty to look at.

So whats your story?

The question made her turn towards the other.
Up until now, even after spending hours together, Taeyeon still couldnt fathom how this
rebellious looking girl still resembled the grace and attitude of a princess. She didnt want to
judge, but this stranger was just so judge-able.
Youre staring again.
Im sorry, I just Taeyeon shook her head in amazement, earning her a cute giggle. Youre
really pretty, do you know that?
Biker girl smiled and shrugged, and her nonchalance was another thing that Taeyeon liked about
her.
So, will the stranger ever tell me her story?
Oh, right sorry, sometimes I forget my manners. Kim Taeyeon, by the way.
She offered her hand and waited for the other to shake it, smiling as the biker girl reached for it.
Hwang Tiffany, the other replied, leaning back on the metal after shaking her hand.
They had taken temporary refuge at the back of Taeyeons truck, sitting on the cold metal floors
while they waited for other cars to pass by, eating the snacks that she packed.
So where are you heading to, Kim Taeyeon? And why are you driving a vintage truck?
Im on a trip to get my freedom, she answered with a grin, earning her an amused look. And
this old thing here was my moms. I got a little sentimental and I just thought it was a great idea,
like, really symbolical.
And now your sentiments got you stuck in the middle of nowhere.
Taeyeon laughed at that and the sound echoed through the quiet highway.
Yeah, pretty much, she said, still chuckling. I bet my moms looking down at me now,
laughing her butt off.
She chuckled more and imagined her mom sitting on clouds while laughing at her.
The meaning might have reached the other girl because she became quiet all of a sudden,
stopping Taeyeon from her chortling.
I-Im sorry, I didnt mean to

Dont be, shes in a better place now. How about you? What are you running away from?
Running away? Howd you say that?
Yeah, you know Taeyeon gestured at her get-up, Your whole look, your bike, everything.
It just screams Im running away from the world.
Tiffany chuckled all of a sudden and it made Taeyeon smile.
That I am. Well, Im running away from someone whod take away mine.
Your?
Freedom.
Ah, Taeyeon nodded in understanding. I guess were both fighting for the same thing, huh.
I guess we are.
It became quiet again after that, signalling the end of the conversation, but Taeyeon didnt mind.
It felt good in a way, because all of a sudden she didnt feel alone anymore.
She was worried at firstafraid even, that what she had decided to do just for the sake of
chasing after her simple dream was idiotic and not worth it, especially when it involved
something as big and as permanent as marriage.
But it was nice to know that she wasnt the only one struggling to be free.
Yawning a bit, Taeyeon shifted and looked for a more comfortable position, hoping to catch
some shuteye since she felt like she needed to travel by foot in the morning.
She was about to fall asleep when she heard Tiffany speak again.
Say Taeyeon, do you have problems with skinship?
The weird question hung in the air and Taeyeon didnt know how to react.
Uh, no? She answered, unsure.
Good, cause Im sleepy.
Her eyes followed Tiffany as the latter moved closer to her from her previous spot, sitting so
closely that their elbows were touching. A head landed on her shoulder not long after and she
stiffened a bit before finally relaxing.

Sleep, Tiffany murmured from her shoulder, I dont think there would be any more cars that
will pass tonight.
Uhm. Okay.
Night, Taeyeon.
Goodnight, Tiffany.

Hey, wake up. Taeyeon, wake up.

Soft pats on her cheek woke Taeyeon up with a jolt, rubbing her eyes tiredly as she squinted at
the bright sun. She looked at the person beside her and furrowed her eyebrows, waiting for her
brain to put a name on the face shes seeing.
Whats happening? She asked with her hoarse voice, finally remembering where she was and
who she was with.
I can hear a car coming.
WhaReally?
Tiffany jumped off the back while Taeyeon stood up and looked for the incoming car. She saw it
approaching from not too far away and started to wave.
Hey! She yelled, hoping to catch the attention of the driver.
Soon enough, the car stopped beside their stalled truck, the driver asking what happened.
Taeyeon stayed where she was and let Tiffany talk to the kind-looking old man, waiting for good
news. And when Tiffanys lips tugged up in a wide smile when she turned back towards her,
Taeyeon felt like everything will be alright again.

Sorry, I couldnt drive you there.

Taeyeon took her small duffel bag from the passenger seat and locked the truck, patting it before
walking away with Tiffany beside her.
The old man had offered Taeyeon to take her to the estate since he was heading the same
direction, clearing the biggest of her worries.
Its okay. Thank you for helping a stranger, though. I really appreciate it.

No problem.
They stopped beside the waiting car and stayed there, waiting for something, anything.
You should go. Your freedoms waiting.
Taeyeon chuckled and scratched the back of her neck, looking up at Tiffany who was giving her
a soft smile.
Yeah, I guess should. Well, you take care, Tiffany.
The biker girl nodded at her before fake saluting, sending her a playful wink as she turned back
to head towards her chopper. Taeyeons eyes never left her until she was perched on her
motorcycle, and when Tiffany revved up her bike, she felt her heart jumpstart too.
Wait!
Before she knew it, she was already jogging towards the other girl, mind in a whirl and her body
moving on its own.
Taeyeon fished her wallet from her pocket clumsily, pulling out a piece of paper.
H-Heres my card, my personal numbers at the back. If, Taeyeon breathed out before
continuing, her voice shaky, I-If somehow you get into the big city and want to meet up, just
call me. Any time, okay? Also if you need anything, anything at all, please dont hesitate to
contact me.
I will. Goodbye, Taeyeon. Ill see you around.
A kiss on her cheek and an empty hand was what Tiffany left her when she rode her bike down
the road, and it was only then that Taeyeon felt like her mini adventure had come to a premature
end.

Taeyeon felt like she came at a really bad time.

Im really sorry you had to witness all this chaos, Miss Kim. Let me take you to the living room
first.
When the guards at the front gate of the estate had confirmed her identity and purpose of visit,
she was immediately let in the huge villa, only to find the whole house in total panic.
Please sit down and make yourself comfortable. I just have to deal with a very important matter
and I shall join you again soon.

Take your time, please. Dont worry about me.

She checked her phone when she was finally alone, relieved that the service was back. Typing a
long, detailed message to her family butler, she informed him of the location of her moms
stalled truck and asked for him to retrieve it, also to send another car for her use at the estate.
After a few more messages sent to her father and best friend, she was now left idle.
Heaving a tired sigh, she leaned back on the comfortable sofa and let her body rest for a bit.
Suddenly she had thought of Tiffany Hwang, the girl who was too inappropriately dressed for
her own good. Taeyeon hoped that she was now in a faraway place, far enough to protect her
freedom, much like how she was just a tiny bit step away from her getting her own.
And maybe someday, if fate would allow it, they could meet again somewhere, both free, happy
and contented.
She smiled at the thought but immediately straightened up when the lady who welcomed her into
the villa came back with a still-troubled expression, making her feel suddenly anxious.
Miss Kim, I have something to confess to you, the lady sighed as she sat across from her, The
reason why the whole estate was in a frenzy was because my daughter whom youre supposed to
meet today ran
Just then, a man in a black suit and dark sunglasses walked in with urgency, addressing the
woman in front of her.
Maam, we found her. The team just entered the gate and are on their way back to the main
villa.
Relief became evident on the ladys face and for the first time since Taeyeon arrived, a genuine
smile had finally blossomed on her lips.
She watched her with great curiosity as she dismissed the man, but the anxiety had started to
build up in her stomach, making her uncomfortable.
I apologize for everything, Miss Kim, really. I know its already too much but Im going to ask
for you to wait a little bit more.
The short girl just nodded, feeling her palms starting to sweat from the nerves. She wanted
nothing more than to meet the girl her dad wanted her to meet, to introduce herself and to get it
over with. Paris was already calling out to her, and she couldnt wait to leave on the earliest
flight to France.
Whatever happens from this moment on, she will not let anyone hinder her from being a chef.

Soon enough, muffled shouting and the sound of collective footsteps heading their way filled her
ears, making her more anxious than ever.
Let me go, you gorillas! Stop dragging me; I can walk by myself!
Taeyeon swallowed, audibly. That voice sounded really familiar.
Ow! My tummy hurts, stop! Help
Were not falling for that again, Miss Hwang. Now come on, your mother and your guest are
waiting.
No, I dont want to! Let me go!
The first thing Taeyeon did when she had finally seen her being dragged comically by two
bodyguards was to breathe out; releasing the breath she didnt know she was holding.
Still dressed in that familiar cropped jean shorts and loose tank top, she had never seen anyone so
perfect in almost tattered clothes, but Tiffany had made it look like so, twice, even with her
frowning, angry face.
Honey
No mom, save it. I dont care what daddy says, I am not marrying a
Hi.
stranger
And at that point in time, it was Taeyeons turn to chuckle, because Tiffany Hwang was openly
gawking at her, much like how she did when she first met the beautiful stranger.

Part 2
When Tiffany received a call from her mother telling her to come down to their private estate on
the South for a short spontaneous break, she all but willingly cleared all of her schedule for the
whole week, squealing like a cute little kid in her lavish office located in the big city.
Mom, youre a life saver! You have no idea how much I needed a break!
Thats why I called for you, honey. Your dads working you too much. Now go home so you
could pack, we need a mother-daughter bonding again soon!
I know, right! Tiffany gushed on the phone with her mom while she gathered all her stuff so
she could leave the office early to pack.
Oh, by the way, you dont need to inform the board about your trip, Ive already fixed
everything.
The overly excited girl smiled wider and thanked her mom with aegyo, earning her a soft giggle
from the lady on the other line.
Be careful on the road, okay?
Yes mom, she said as she exited her office, waving goodbye to her secretary. Ill see you in
two days. Love you!
Love you too! Bye!
Bye!
With a spring in her step, Tiffany skipped towards the elevator, smiling widely to herself.

Surprise! Youre getting married!

What?!
Youre getting married! Isnt it exciting?!
Daddy, are you crazy?!
Of course not, sweetie! Im perfectly well!
Tiffany stared at the screen of her laptop, dumbfounded, not because her weird father was
showing his nonexistent biceps, but because of the maddening news.

Her father had been out of the country for half a year now, gone tropical country hopping,
looking for potential business locations to expand their corporate empire. She had been all for it;
didnt mind that her dad had to appoint her as temporary CEO, doubling her workload.
Daddy, you cant just go and drop this on me! This is so out of the blue!
What are you talking about? Ive already talked to your mother about this! It was her idea!
Tiffanys head whipped towards the couch where her mom sat a while ago, eyes widening when
she had realized that the old lady wasnt there anymore. The door creaked and she saw her mom
slipping out before slamming the door shut.
Mom! Come back here!
She slapped her forehead and groaned, finally realizing that the spontaneous break that her mom
had offered was nothing but a dirty plan.
Thats why she had been so jumpy ever since I arrived this afternoon, Tiffany thought.
and she is really cute! Really petite! Im sure youll like her! My best friend showed me a
picture
Tiffany didnt bother listening more and just closed the laptop lid, ending her conversation with
her dad abruptly. She groaned some more and stood up, heading out to where her mom would be
hidingin the kitchen.

She was right.

Along with at least twenty other more people, her mother was indeed inside the kitchen looking
very busy ordering everyone on what to do.
Moving stealthily, she grabbed her mothers arm when she was near enough and dragged her out
of the kitchen.
Mommy, we need to talk.
Whats there to talk about, honey?
Moooooommmm!
Tiffany whined at her mothers innocent smile and the older lady finally let out an amused giggle
when she stomped her feet like a toddler.
Lets go for a walk, sweetie.

What Tiffany loved about this place was that not only was the estate situated in a very peaceful
and lush part of the country, but also because this was where she grew up and spent most of her
childhood, running along the halls of the huge villa while being chased playfully by her father.
She had so many fond memories in that place, and even though she had to continue her life in the
big cityto study and later on, to work in her fathers companyshe had always longed to go
back and spend some time with her parents.
Tiffany let her mom lead her out towards the garden, their arms linked and their happy voices
echoing through the hallways. She had missed this, bonding with her mother to talk and gossip
about useless and random things, just letting the time tick away like it wasnt important for once.
Ive missed this place, Tiffany said softly, sighing as she sat on the wooden lawn chair right
across her mother.
You need to visit more often, honey. It gets lonely here sometimes, especially when you and
your dad are in the city.
Tell that to daddy, he never gives me long breaks.
Well, youre in one now.
Her mothers cheeky grin, the one she supposedly inherited, showed itself on the old ladys face
and she groaned, suddenly remembering why they were out there in the garden at the first place.
Mom, this thing Tiffany said as she pinched the bridge of her nose, This marriage thing
What are you trying to do?
Tiffany, sweetie, her mom scolded, Dont think I didnt know about that awful break up you
had with whatsherface. I told you, shes not good for you.
Ugh, you didnt have to remind me, mother.
Tiffany knew and admitted that her previous relationship was a severe lapse of judgement on her
part, because the girl she dated was a shameless jerk (according to both of her family and
friends), yet she still went with it. They have been dating for a few months already when she had
caught her cheating at her, with an ugly guy nonetheless.
Turned out, her ex was really straight and just dated her because she was rich. Typical, she
thought.
Thank god she never gave her anything really expensive except for that Prada purse.
You know, honey, her mom started softly, the old ladys voice drawing her back to the
conversation, When you came out to me and your dad, I felt really happy. I felt like I gained a
son all of a sudden!

Mom! Im too beautiful to be a guy! Tiffany answered back as she hit her mothers thigh
lightly, laughing at the silly thought of her having a moustache.
Of course you are, honey. Youre my daughter after all.
The proud smile on her mothers face almost made Tiffany tear up, because honestly, not
everyone was welcoming and accepting like her parents were. They were the best, she had
deemed, and she wouldnt have them any other way.
So lets talk about your engagement! Oh my god, I am so excited!
Okay, maybe not that perfect.
Can we please not talk about this? I really dont want to be in this Tiffany gestured wildly
with her hands, This thing! Whatever this is!
Oh, but honey, your daddys best friends daughter is really cute!
Cute?! You want me to marry a kid?!
She wanted to bite her tongue for saying that, because now her mother was giving her suggestive
smirks.
Why, the old lady chided, How does my daughter like her woman?
Tiffany gasped, scandalized yet undeniably amused.
Mom! Thats embarrassing! But if! she exclaimed, smiling slyly, If I were to marry, Id like
my wife sexy and matured.
Aaaww, youre just like your father!
Her mom looked at her rather proudly and she laughed at how silly the old lady was.
But mom, all jokes aside I really dont want to do this. You and dad, I love you both so much
and you know that, but I am not gonna approve to this.
Tiffany held her mothers hand and gave it a light squeeze, hoping that the older lady would
understand and feel her sentiments.
Her parents werent like thatthat much she knew. They valued other peoples decisions and
feelings; never forced anything on anyone.
They were good people, and Tiffany felt very blessed to have them as parents, no matter how
crazy they get sometimes.

A sigh reached her ears followed by a gentle squeeze on her hand.

Theres nothing in this world that Id want more than for you to be happy, my dear daughter.
And even though you dont want to admit it, youre already in that age where you should be
thinking about settling down.
I know mom, I justI dont want it to be like this, you know? Like Tiffany stopped as she
felt her cheeks go warm. I want something nice and romantic to tell my kids someday and I
just dont think an arranged marriage could do that
Silence dawned upon them, save for the sound of the crickets on the lawn and the rustling of the
leaves whenever the wind passes.
Another sigh came out of her mothers mouth.
Could you at least meet her? I heard shes really nice. Maybe youd fall in love at first sight
when you see her.
Tiffany whined and stomped her feet a few times.
What? Her mother asked, amused at her daughters tantrums, Im just saying! Youd never
know What if she really is the one destined for you. I think that would be the most romantic
thing ever!
She looked at her mom and frowned. Can I even say no?
Not really. Shes already on her way here. Shell arrive tomorrow!
Mom!

Tiffany let the cold breeze brush through her hair as she stood on her rooms veranda, thinking of
tonights events while replaying the conversation she had with her mother.
What if she really is the one destined for you.
What if dad had a lapse in judgement and this girl was actually a psychopath and a serial
killer She whispered to herself.
In less than twenty four hours, she will be meeting her supposed fiance, and she didnt know
what to feel about it.
She was nervous, anxious and admittedly a little intrigued, but all of those were superficial
compared to the heaviness that she was feeling in her heart.

Tiffany just wanted love like everyone else, and after multiple unsuccessful relationships, she
was more than adamant in finding the right one, hopefully, in a more natural and less dictated
way. She believed in fate and destiny, even serendipity, and she had always prayed for
something romantic like in the movies, no matter how clich and silly.
Theres no way Ill meet her
So she made up her mind; her pride was to blame.
Tiffany was going to run away tonight.

Apologies had been written and folded neatly on her desk, and finally she was ready to slip
away, carrying nothing but a small bag that fit an extra shirt, shorts, her wallet and her phone.
Earlier that night before she had decided to take a nap, she had already snuck in the garage to
place her things in her car, but when she passed by her old yet well-maintained chopper, an
unlikely gift from her father (it was pink so he bought it), her lips tugged up in a knowing smile.
And now the only thing she needed to do was to leave unnoticed.
Closing her door as quietly as she could, she tiptoed her way back towards the garage, only to be
greeted by an overly jolly security guard.
Good morning, Miss Hwang! Youre quite early today!
Tiffany clamped her mouth, instantly, muffling the beginning of a shriek that came out of her
mouth.
Jesus Christ, dont scare me like that! And why are you out here so early?!
My shift usually starts this early, Miss Hwang.
Oh Okay.
Tiffany eyed her motorcycle discreetly from where she was, contemplating on how to get close
to the thing without looking suspicious. The guard was still starting at her with a goofy smile,
looking a little too happy for her liking.
It was only four in the morning. Who in their right minds would be so jolly at work that early?
With a silent groan, she dragged herself away from the garage door, thinking of a Plan B.
Just then, Tiffany thought of something really stupid and hoped that it would still work.

Ow! She screamed, clutching her stomach before leaning dramatically on the wall beside her.
And right on cue, the smiley guard ran towards her, asking if she was hurt.
My t-tummyUuuggghhhhhh C-Can you get me medicine?
Y-Yes, Miss Hwang! Please wait here!
Tiffany was almost guilty because the guard looked genuinely concerned before he bolted off
like a madman in search of medicine, but as soon as he disappeared around the corner, she
immediately scurried towards the garage, retracted the kickstand of her bike and pushed it
quietly towards the hidden dirt road at the back of the villahers and her dads secret shortcut.
When she was far enough, she double checked her belongings before riding the chopper, revving
it up before driving off to the open highway with an excited scream.

Tiffany had watched the sun rose from the horizon, and for the first time in a long time she felt
so alive.
She rode the empty highway with her arms outstretched and head tilted upwards, basking at the
waking sun while she bid goodbye to the sleepy moon.
The engine of her chopper roared with every twist of the handle, drowning the sound of her
continuously ringing phone, sending her father and farther away from her familys estate. She
had a very good feeling just now, like something nice was going to happen soon.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP.
What the hell!
She almost lost her balance when she heard someones horn blaring, only to find the road still
empty. Her furrowed eyebrows finally relaxed when she where it came from.
Tiffany almost laughed out loud when she saw a kid in a hoodie and jeans kicking the front
wheel of her stalled truck, probably broken down judging at how old it looked. She finally let out
a few loud chuckles when she had realized the irony.
She wanted to just leave the girl alone but something was screaming inside of her, telling her to
stop and help.
So she did.
She slowed down and parked just behind the truck.

Need help? Tiffany asked, kicking the stand before getting off the chopper in a fluid motion.
You okay there?
She chuckled when she saw the girl gawking at her shamelessly, but she couldnt blame her, her
clothes barely covered anything.
The girl looked really young, though, like barely legal, and Tiffany didnt know why but she felt
so drawn to her. When theyve talked, she was surprised by the girls maturity, and the more she
stared at her, the more she felt inclined to know her.
She had asked simple questions but there was something about how she asked them that tickled
Tiffanys interest, and when the shorter girl cursed out loud when she had told her that the
nearest town wasnt for another few miles, Tiffany wanted nothing than to pet her head like a
cute kid.
Im sorry I cant take you there. Im heading towards the other direction.
Oh, no. Its fine. I understand, the girl said, giving her an understanding smile, You should
go. I dont want to keep you from your trip. Thank you for stopping.
When the shorter girl turned around and walked away from her, Tiffany felt something.
Suddenly, there was a powerful urge to stop the other, and though she wasnt sure where that
urge came from, she still followed it, calling out to the kid before its too late, not like she has
somewhere to go with that broken truck.
Why dont I just keep you company while we wait for someone to pass by?
The smile she received was enough to make her feel better.

Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours, but she didnt mind, not at all.
Tiffany was comfortable in spite of the cold metal pressed on her exposed skin and the simple
meal she had just eaten was the best she had in a long time.
Although she was generally a loud and talkative person, the silence that surrounded them at that
time had been very welcoming.
Theyve talked for a while, exchanged names, discussed their plans about getting their freedom,
and though it had only been a few words going back and forth in between them, Tiffany had
already felt an affinity towards this girl named Kim Taeyeon.
She shivered a bit when the cool breeze suddenly blew, pulling her out of her slumber. Tiffany
nuzzled the warm body beside her, pressing her face slightly on the soft material before opening
her eyes slowly.

She lifted her head from the shoulder she was resting on and smiled, giggling silently at
Taeyeons slightly opened eyelids and parted lips. The other girl was snoring lightly, making
Tiffanys smile grow even wider.
Cute, she thought with a grin, suddenly remembering the girl she was supposed to meet today. If
only her supposed fiance looked this adorable, then maybe, she would have considered it. Too
bad, though, because there was no way shed know anymore.
Scooting a little bit closer, Tiffany returned to her previous position and just waited for sleep to
take her once again, silently enjoying the unexpected comfort that the stranger beside her
brought.

She watched as the gasoline pour continuously in her choppers gas tank, the sound of the liquid
hitting the metal lulling her into a trance.
Tiffany could still feel her lips tingling, as well as the rest of her body, and she thought,
unconvincingly, that it was only because of the wind hitting her as she rode the highway towards
the North.
It was a spur of the moment thing, leaning towards Taeyeon before kissing her on the cheek, but
she felt so good after it, like she had done the right thing, like how she had decided to stay
behind to accompany her through the night.
When theyve parted ways, she felt sad, but the business card Taeyeon left her somehow made it
bearable, and the thought of meeting again kind of excited her. There was neither a definite time,
nor an assurance if it would even happen, but the thought enough made her smile.
But right now, she had a more pressing issue to deal with, and that was to reach her apartment in
the city before deciding where to run off to next.
Checking her filled tank, she swung her legs and straddled the bike, only to have someones hand
stop her by her shoulder.
Miss Hwang.
Tiffany slapped her forehead and shook her head, finally noticing two familiar cars beside her
bike, and another one parked not too far away.
Damn it, she cursed, getting off her chopper before following the guy in a black suit towards
the nearest car.

Tiffany heaved a sigh as she watched the trees that lined the road on the way to their estate, and
she thought, wryly, if she would have escaped more successfully if she didnt stop to help Kim
Taeyeon.
Probably, she said to herself, because staying with the other girl had delayed her travel for almost
a whole day, and if she didnt stop, she would have already reached the city and was probably on
her way to a new place by now.
Its not like she was leaving for good, she just wanted to go away for a whileaway from her
family, her work, her friendsaway from everything familiar and safe. She had explained
everything in the letter she left her mother, but now it was useless, because she was on her way
back.
Weve just passed the gate. Please inform Madam Hwang that were nearing soon.
She heard the bodyguard sitting shotgun talked through his phone, and for the umpteenth time
that day, she sighed, finally, almost, accepting defeat.
Tiffany was exhausted, frustrated and a little mad, and the way the bodyguards were dragging
her irritated her more. She yelled and threw tantrums like a kid; she didnt care anymore.
Honey
No mom, save it, she said, cutting her mom off as soon as she saw her in the living room. I
dont care what daddy says, I am not marrying a
Hi.
stranger
Tiffany felt her jaw unhinged when she saw Kim Taeyeon sitting across her mother, looking as
much as the kid she was when she first saw her kicking the front wheel of her stalled truck.

Part 3
Taeyeon drummed her fingers on her expensive mahogany desk, staring at her phone while
chewing on her bottom lip. She inched her hand towards the device but retracted as soon as her
fingertip touched the edge, leaning back on her seat as she let out a huge sigh.
Being back in the big city brought an unexplainable uneasiness to her. She felt fidgety and
restless with no apparent reason, and everything started when she left the Hwang Estate.
Just call her, she told herself, finally snatching the phone from her desk.
Scrolling down her contacts, she paused on Tiffanys name before hitting the call button with her
eyes closed.
Before they parted, she asked for Tiffanys number, deeming that it was only fair since the latter
already had her business card, but this was the first time she was going to contact her since they
last talked and seen each other two days ago.
With a shaky breath, she pressed the earpiece on her ear and waited for the ring, only to be met
by a recorded voice.
Sorry, the number you have dialled is currently unavailable.
She frowned. Right. Unavailable.

Taeyeons laugh reverberated in the empty veranda, her weird chortles sailing through the air,
making the other girl beside her chuckle as well.
Why are you laughing?
She still couldnt believe it. Even though Tiffany was already standing beside her, mirroring her
position, she still thought everything was a joke.
It was too good to be true. The coincidence was so farfetched and crazy and just downright
creepy that Taeyeon couldnt help but laugh raucously.
Dont you find this funny? She tried to say in between her laughter. Cause I do. I really do.
Taeyeon felt like she just saw a galaxy exploding into a million stars, because thats how Tiffany
looked like when she snapped from her stupor at the sight of her, almost seeing the gears in her
head spinning in catastrophic speeds.

The frown flipped and the furrowed eyebrows rose as the other girl finally connected the dots,
and even Madam Hwang couldnt handle the building tension, silently leaving the two of them
alone in the living room along with the bodyguards.
Still, that happened hours ago, but Taeyeon was still feeling a little surreal until now.
Id like to think its fate.
That stopped her from laughing.
Tiffanys voice sounded shy but when she turned to her, she had the biggest grin on her face.
I dont really believe in fate, Taeyeon said and the frown that instantly appeared on Tiffanys
face almost made her burst out into another fit of laughter, But thats a lovely way to put it.
It didnt take long for the silence to dawn upon them, especially when no one wanted to speak up
after that. Taeyeon found it funny, though, because after sleeping together for a night, she didnt
think theyd still be shy towards each other.
So What now? She asked, trying to ease out of the awkward air.
I honestly dont know
Dont you think were moving too fast, though?
What do you mean?
This is already our second night together.
Hey, watch it. Taeyeon snorted when Tiffany hit her on her arm. Youre not sleeping in my
room.
Im kidding. But its not a bad thing. I like your company.
I like your company too.
Taeyeon nodded absentmindedly, looking over to where Tiffany was.
You know
The other girl threw her a questioning gaze, beckoning her to continue.
If youre afraid that Im going to take your freedom away from you, Im not, she said, smiling.
So you dont need to run away anymore.
Why? Not your type?

What? No, no! Its not that, youYoure absolutely pretty! But I just have so many things I
wanted to do first.
She rolled her eyes playfully when Tiffany snickered at her.
Thats nice to know. You dont know how hard it was to run away on a chopper.
Taeyeon laughed again after hearing that, and the rest of the night was filled with their
comfortable chatter.

A knock on the door brought her back.

Miss Kim, you have a parcel from Chairman Kim.
Oh, thanks, she said, dismissing her secretary with a grateful smile.
Taeyeon tore through the envelop and gasped when she saw the contents.
She held in a squeal as she dialled for her dads number, never expecting the old man to act that
fast.
Taengoooooooo!
Dad, I saw the letter. HowOkay, that was really fast, she said as she gawked at the
acceptance letter from that culinary school in Paris.
Oh, Taetae, its all about connections! Have you seen your plane ticket? It should be there
along with all the documents.
She sorted through the multiple papers and smiled when she saw the first class ticket.
Yeah, its here.
Youre leaving in two weeks. I figured you needed time to fix some stuff first or hang out with
your friends before you disappear for years.
Dont exaggerate, Dad. Ill be back before you know it. But thank you. For everything.
Taeyeon heard her father sigh through the line.
Im sorry, Taetae. I know youve been wanting this ever since I shouldve done this for you a
long time ago.
I understand, dad. You needed my help in the company. At least Im going now.

Yes, and Im expecting you to excel, okay? Lets talk about your restaurant business when you
get back!
Taeyeon laughed. Her dads enthusiasm was really something.
Dont jinx me! I havent even started yet!
Nonsense! I know youll be able to do it! I cant see anything wrong with planning ahead.
She shook her head as she stood up, finally starting on clearing out her office.
Sometimes I feel like you overestimate me too much.
I dont. Youre my daughter. You have mine and your moms greatness in you.
Smiling, she took the framed family picture on her desk and stared at her moms huge grin.
Mostly moms.
Ah, that I agree.
She laughed as she continued clearing her desk, dumping everything unceremoniously in the box
she brought.
Im sorry I wouldnt be able to see you off, Taetae. But Ill visit you there before I go back to
work.
Its okay, dad.
Placing the phone on her desk, she hit the speaker phone button before continuing her packing.
So
Hmm?
Hows my best friends daughter?
The question made her stop mid packing. She looked at her phone and she was sure that her
father would tease her, but she couldnt escape the query either.
Sighing, she let a small smile tug at her lips before she continued to fix her things.
Well, youre right. Shes really beautiful.
Aaaww, thank you!

Her ears perked at the familiar voice and her head snapped towards her door, only to find it open
with Tiffany leaning on it with a huge smile.
WhaTiffany?! What are you doing here?!
Ooooohhh. I guess Ill call you back later, Taetae. Enjoy!
Taeyeons father had ended the call before she could even scramble back to her desk to retrieve
it. She cursed to herself, feeling her cheeks getting warm and her palms starting to sweat.
Please ignore my dad, hes crazy. And please ignore the mess too, Im in the middle of
packing.
I can see that, Tiffany said, amused. And I know how you feel about the crazy parents.
She watched Tiffany enter her office, going around the piles of boxes until she was close to her
desk.
Hi!
Taeyeon couldnt help but smile at Tiffanys huge grin and enthusiastic greeting, and she
thought, as she looked at her decked in a crisp skirt and suit, that she looked so very different
from the biker chick she met just a few days ago. Not that its a bad thing, because seeing
Tiffany could never be bad.
Nope. Never.
So, what can I do for you?
Well, I was in the area. I tried calling you but your phone was unavailable so I just decided to
drop by and get you myself.
She raised her eyebrows at that. Get me yourself?
Would you like to get an early dinner with me?
Tiffanys smile had become softer, almost shy, and there was no way Taeyeon could ever say no
to that face.
Id love to.

Taeyeon thoroughly enjoyed that meal; it was probably the best she had since a very long time,
and to think that it was just a simple sandwich at a humble diner, the thought of that alone
baffled her to no end.

I need to know whats in this sandwich, she even said, earning her an amused chuckle from her
new friend.
But now they were on their way back to her office, opting to just walk since it wasnt that far.
They talked while they ate, about her agreement with her dad and her plans. Tiffany had listened
patiently, gave her own opinions and shared a lot of things about her too. It was rather funny,
because they knew about each others companies, but it never came across their minds that their
parents were actually friends.
So Paris, huh?
Yep.
Why Paris?
Taeyeon looked at the girl beside her and paused, grimacing a bit when she saw the encouraging
look. Youd laugh at me if I tell you.
I wont, I promise.
She narrowed her eyes at her.
What? I promise, okay!
Fine, Taeyeon sighed. Have you seen Ratatouille?
What?
Ratatouille, the animated film? With the cooking rat?
She watched Tiffanys lips twitch.
Youre kidding me, right?
Taeyeon shook her head and Tiffany finally guffawed.
Hey! You promised you wont laugh!
But its really silly!
This is why I dont like telling people about it!
She wanted to storm off but the other girl already had her hand on her arm, pulling her back
beside her. Taeyeon huffed when Tiffany looped her arm around hers.

Aaaww, Im sorry.
I know its silly but Its what I like to do so Yeah.
Her quiet voice must have alerted the other because the next thing she knew, she was already
engulfed in a warm hug.
Sorry, Taeyeon, I didnt mean to laugh
Its okay, she patted Tiffanys back, Youre not the only one who laughed at it, to be honest.
One last squeeze and Tiffany pulled back from her, trapping her cheeks in between her hands
instead.
If it would make you feel any better, youre cuter than Remy the rat.
Tiffany pinched her cheeks before bolting off, laughing.
Hey!

I never asked, but

It was already late when they got back to Taeyeons office, and since she didnt have anything
important to do in the office the next day, Tiffany decided to stay and keep the girl company as
she packed.
Hmm? She hummed lazily, scrolling down on her smart phone as she browsed for random
things on the internet.
Dont you have anything you wanted to do? Like, a career you wished you had instead?
Not really, Tiffany answered, eyes still on her phone. I havent really thought about that.
Come to think of it, she hadnt really thought much about her future. She went to business school
as soon as she graduated from high school, then to graduate school right after college. Her
parents didnt stop her from doing anything she wanted, too, so now she wondered why the hell
was she working under her fathers company when she couldve been doing something else.
Working in my dads company is enough for me, I guess, she said, more to herself than to
Taeyeon.

The shorter girl was still packing her stuff, going to and fro the huge box in the middle of the
office, chucking in anything she could get a hold of. Tiffany watched her move about efficiently,
and she thought right then, that Taeyeon would probably be a natural in a busy kitchen.
She giggled at the thought, imagining the petite girl in her chefs outfit with matching toque,
moving about while she ordered the sous-chefs.
You should come to Paris with me, you know, Taeyeon suddenly said. Explore, go around the
city, see the sights? You might find something youd like to do there. Upgrade your chopper to a
plane; youd reach more places with that.
Tiffany knew it was an offhanded remark judging by the way the other girl continued what she
was doing without thought, but she felt something stir inside of herSurprise? Maybe.
Excitement? Probably. But whatever it was, it felt really nice.
Her heart suddenly felt really warm.
Maybe I should, she said, smiling.

Sunny, what do you think of Paris?

Two words: Louis Vuitton.
Tiffany wanted to throw her planner at her best friend, but she was right about the luxury brand,
and she would love to shop at other boutiques in that city, too.
But that wasnt what she meant.
Ever since Taeyeon had somewhat invited her to join her in her trip, Tiffany had been having
second thoughts about everything in her life. Just an hour ago, she almost dozed off at a board
meeting, because she was, well, bored.
And that never happened before.
She loved working for her dad, and she loved what she does. Yet now, she wasnt so sure
anymore.
Tiffany got off from her chair and joined her best friend on the plush sofa, hugging a small pink
throw pillow.
I mean, she started again, leaning back comfortably, What do you think of Paris. Like, in
general?
Well, its a beautiful citythe city of lights, the city of love. But why the sudden curiosity?

Sunny looked at her with her head tilted to the side, the magazine she was leafing through
temporarily forgotten.
Nothing, I was just Tiffany paused.
Why was she even curious? Its not life she hadnt been there before.
You were just?
I was just thinking of travelling. You know, vacation.
Oh, youre thinking of going to Paris?
Yes, something like that.
Her petite best friend hummed and nodded, picking up the discarded magazine before continuing
to leaf through.
Paris is good, the smaller girl commented in agreement. You might even find a nice French
girl while youre there.
That made Tiffany smile.

She watched as the small circular icon stopped turning on the middle of her laptop screen and a
wide smile immediately plastered itself on her face as soon as she saw her father waving back at
her.
Hi, honey! Hows my baby?
Dad, Im already an adult! Tiffany whined as her dad laughed heartily, suddenly missing the
old man for being gone for so long.
Eh, youll always be my baby no matter how old you are. So, what does my baby want?
Dad, she started, Can I ask for a favour?
Sure, sweetie. Anything.
Id like to go on a long sabbatical.
Her fathers eyes instantly widen before switching into a more interested gaze, suddenly moving
closer to the screen as if scrutinizing her.
May I ask why?

I want to travel.
Ooooh, interesting Okay!
Tiffany had her eyes almost falling from their sockets at the nonchalant answer, silently cursing
at the fact that she had to go through an anxiety attack before she made the call.
What? Thats it?!
The old man looked at her confusedly. Why? You dont want me to allow you?
No! Its justThat was easier than I thought.
Well, youre more than old enough to do what you want, Fany. And what kind of father am I if I
stopped you from doing that?
Wow, she whispered. Thanks, daddy!
Uh-uh, wait! Lets just make this clear I am not going to pay for any of your trips, okay?
Tiffany had to resist rolling her eyes at that. Of course, my dear father. I have my own money to
spend.
Aha, good girl! Dont forget to tell your mom, okay? Call us every once in a while, you hear
me?
Yes, daddy, of course. Love you!
Love you too, sweetie. Have fun!
Oh, she definitely will.

Good day, Maam. What can I do for you?

Hi. Can you book me a first class ticket on whatever flights leaving the closest at this time.
Tiffany handed her passport and credit card to the airport agent, who was looking at her like she
grew another head.
If there are no more first class seats available, business class would do.
Please hold on for a moment, Maam.

She looked over at the agent who was typing away, feeling a little excited yet nervous at the
same time.
Tiffany was a pretty adventurous person, but never in her life would she imagine that shed do
something as crazy and impulsive as this.
After saying goodbye to her mother and father on the phone and getting a tight hug from Sunny,
she ventured out to the airport with nothing but a small duffel bag, just enough to hold in her
essentials. Since she didnt know where she would go first, carrying a light load would be more
than sufficient.
Being at the airport again reminded her of Taeyeon, whom she had never heard from again after
she had seen her off three days ago. The latter was more than ecstatic, though, especially when
she had told her that she was going to see the world.
Tiffany opened a saved note on her phone and smiled at the apartment address that Taeyeon left
her, telling her that she could visit any time she wants if ever she stopped by at Paris.
I definitely would, she had told her, earning her a smile and a thumbs up.
Maam.
Yes?
Tiffany turned back to the agent who handed her passport and credit card back, along with a
ticket.
Ive managed to get you a first class seat on a last minute flight but I suggest you start running
to the check in counter now. Your plane to Paris is leaving in twenty seven minutes.
Clutching all her belongings, she ran towards the check in counter after thanking the agent,
continuing on to Immigration and finally to the gate, barely missing the flight.
Tiffany plopped on her comfortable seat, panting, finally realizing where she was headed.
Somehow she felt like the universe was trying to tell her something.

Part 4
Truth be told, this wasnt her first time being in Paris.
In fact, Tiffany had been in the city multiple times already, but the last time she visited for
leisure was when she was still very young, barely able to understand the significance of the
place. The other times after that had all been business tripsmeeting clients and potential
investors that didnt last for more than a day.
So when her plane started to descend, she couldnt help but marvel at how the city glowed like a
billion fireflies in a clearing, looking more enchanting than it already was.
The melodic chime of the intercom sounded in her ears, catching her attention from the window.
Ladies and gentlemen, zis is your capzain speaking, the captains crisp and heavily accented
English followed soon after, making Tiffany giggle. It is now nine in ze evening, local time, wiz
outside zemperature of seventeen degrees celcius.
A map of France with a small moving plane clipart lighted up all the screens, displaying the
current time along with the weather.
We are now cruising az an altitude of eleven zhousand feet and well be landing in a few
moments.
She closed her eyes and uttered a silent thanksgiving prayer for the smooth travel, finally hearing
the landing gears being lowered and the wing flaps being adjusted.
Zhank you for flying wiz us and may you have a wonzerful stay in ze City of Lights
Tiffany opened her eyes and held in a gasp as she turned back to the window, almost pressing
her face on the glass as she gawked at the perfect night view of Paris.
She could swear that the city wasnt as beautiful as this the last time she visited, or maybe,
probably, because she didnt really care before.
A huge knowing grin tugged at her lips as she drank in the beautiful sight, and it was only then
that she finally agreed, that getting on this plane was one of the best decisions she had ever made
in her entire life.
Everyone, the captain spoke again. Bienvenue Paris.

The first thing she did when she got off the plane was call the hotel her fathers company partly
owned, the place she usually resided in whenever she visited the city. She booked her usual suite,
which was fortunately vacant, and asked to be fetched at the airport.

That hotel was the fruit of her own labour, flying back and forth just to meet up with a French
business partner until theyve agreed on a mutual proposal. Her father had been so proud of her
when she had closed it, and she was proud of herself as well, finally feeling useful in the
company.
She was still young back then, a bit inexperienced and still easily intimidated, but her father had
trusted her with the huge project without any doubts. Thats why the moment she and the French
representative had capped their pens after signing the documents, she all but squealed happily on
the phone with her dad, ignoring how loud she might have been.
Tiffany loved the place, too, not only because of the success it brought to her career but also
because it had a beautiful view of the Eiffel Tower, and it was near the shopping district, along
with some of the nicest restaurants around.
And speaking of restaurants
Uhm, Franois?
The kind chauffeur looked at her from the rear view mirror, giving her a questioning yet friendly
gaze.
Oui, Mademoiselle Hwang?
Do you know where this is?
Tiffany fished her phone from inside her bag and opened Taeyeons address before handing the
device to the chauffeur, who slowed down on the busy street.
Ah, oui! Iz not far from ze hotel.
A smile instantly graced her lips, suddenly feeling excited.
Can you drive me there tomorrow?
Of course, Mademoiselle! The chauffeur said enthusiastically as he handed her back her
phone. Iz no problem!
She took the device and sat back more comfortably, an unexplainable giddiness creeping in her
body.

Tiffanys first morning in Paris was everything but mediocre.

The Eiffel Tower greeted her as soon as she opened her eyes, and the early mist that surrounded
the city made it all surreal.

All signs of jetlag were gone and she was thankful for that, smiling through half lidded eyes as
she expected a fun day in Paris.
Since she had just packed light because her first destination was unknown, she had just opted to
buy the things that shell need when she reaches that country. But now that shes in Paris,
Tiffany thought that it wouldnt hurt to shop for more.
Franois opened the car door for her as soon as she stepped out of the hotel, giving him a grateful
smile before she slid in the back seat. She made herself comfortable and waited for the cheerful
driver to get in.
Where to, Mademoiselle Hwang?
Take me to the shopping district, sil vous plat.
Oui, Mademoiselle.
Merci, Franois.

Tiffany wished that Sunny could be there with her, shopping till their arms fall off or until their
cards get scratched to the point of uselessness.
Her eyes twinkled at the line of boutiques standing side by side, with the newly released designer
bags and shoes and clothes beckoning her to buy from their respective store windows.
She didnt know where to go first, to be honest, and when she turned to her side to ask Franois,
who was in charge of taking her around the city, the poor chauffeur just shrugged before pointing
at the nearest boutique.
Lets go!

Non, non, non!

Tiffany grimaced a bit when she almost dropped the expensive bag she had in her hands, turning
towards the lady who had been there ever since she entered the boutique. She was surrounded by
a couple of people, a team Tiffany deduced, fussing over her with a bunch of dresses and
accessories and shoes that, for a lack of a better word, hideous.
Non! Zis isnt working! Do you people even know what youre doing?!
The lady continued to flail her hands in disappointment, almost hitting a staff on the face. Her
heavily accented English reverberated inside the quiet store, drowning out the staffs apologies.

Returning the bag quietly, Tiffany opted to just move on to another store before she gets into the
messy flurry. She moved discreetly towards the back of the store so she could sneak out and exit
unnoticed, but
H!
Tiffany stopped on her tracks instantly, her right foot hanging in mid step. She gulped and willed
herself to look at the woman who was standing in the middle of the room, raised in a circular
platform, wearing terrible designer clothes and accessories. The large full body mirror reflected
her piercing gaze, making Tiffany swallow some more.
M-Moi? She asked, pointing to herself.
Oui! Asian girl at ze back. Come, come.
With shaky steps, she inched towards the lady that was beckoning for her to come closer.
Closer, ma chrie, let me zake a good look az you.
With pursed lips and satisfied nods, the lady scrutinized every inch of herfrom head to toe and
backand Tiffany could swear that this was the very first time she ever felt nervous.
Really nervous.
Trs bon! The lady suddenly exclaimed, making Tiffany jump a little. I like what youre
wearing, zear! Who is your stylist?
Uhm
Everyone was looking at her expectantly, especially the lady. The team of stylists were watching
her anxiously, too, as if silently pleading for help.
I, Tiffany said, softly, I dont have one I pick my clothes myself
It took a few seconds before the lady exploded in amazement, complimenting her style as the
latter held her by the shoulders and turned her around to take another good look at everything she
had on. Tiffany had blushed all throughout, smiled until her cheeks hurt and her jaw numb.
I have zis very important gathering zo azzend zis weekend, the lady suddenly said with her
very accented English, If you were zo dress me, what would you make me wear?
Hmm
The gears in Tiffanys head started to turn as she took note of what the lady was currently
wearing, and it was very unfortunate that the unnecessary layers and bad choices of colors had
hidden away the womans strong and complimenting features.

She raised her hand and gestured at the horrible blazer.

Firstly, I think you would look better if you take this off

Needless to say, after a mere twenty minutes, Tiffany had managed to put together a perfect
ensemble, even gave a few suggestions on how to style the ladys hair.
The woman had thanked her for it, even offered to pay her for the styling, but Tiffany waved it
off with a smile and a very cheerful I had fun.
Merci beaucoup, ma chrie, really, the lady said before entering her limousine, You already
have my card. Dont forget zo call me zonight, okay Tiffany? I have zo go. Au revoir. la
prochaine!
After a kiss on both cheeks, the lady finally rode away in her luxurious car, leaving a waving
Tiffany on the sidewalk with a very confused chauffeur.
Lets get going, Franois. I just need a few more things then well go back to the hotel.
Oui, Mademoiselle.

Taeyeon thought it would have been better if Tiffany went with her, because by then she
wouldnt have to feel lonely, just like now.
Paris was a beautiful city, and finally that dream she had been aiming for was at reach, but
suddenly she felt weird about itlike something was missing, something really important.
When she landed three days ago, the first thing she did after she got off the plane was to check
her documents, leafed through everything just to be sure she didnt forget anything. She had
checked twice, thrice, and even more than that until she realized she needed to head out soon, but
as she sat on her taxi on the way to her apartment, she still felt like something wasnt right.
Taeyeon hadnt slept properly that first night, opting to just stare outside her bedside window
that had an awesome view of the Eiffel Tower, just waited for sleep to take her. But when she
woke up the morning after, the uneasiness didnt go away.
There she was three days after, feeling a little bettera bit miserable, but slightly better. She no
longer had that uneasy feeling, just a small voice at the back of her head whispering
unintelligible words to her that sounded mostly like miss, her and Tiffany.

A knock on her door made her get up from her couch, albeit begrudgingly, groaning as she
dragged herself towards the foyer.
Her apartment wasnt as luxurious as her penthouse suite back home, but it was really cozy and
comfortable, not too big and not too small for someone like her. She had thanked her father for it
numerous times when she had finally seen the living space in person, praising the old man and
his staff for their impeccable taste.
Another knock forced her to speed up, calling out to whoever was at the other side of her door to
wait for a moment.
Knock, knock, knock, knock
Seulement une minute! She yelled, half annoyed and half curious at the unexpected visitor.
Yanking the door open harshly after unlocking, Taeyeon felt her tongue recede back to her
throat.
Bonsoir!
She couldnt tell if it was Tiffanys sudden appearance that made her heart skip a beat, or the fact
that the other girl had just greeted her in French in her cheerful yet husky voice. Either way, she
was standing there in front of her, with that goofy wide grin, looking all sorts of beautiful and
perfect with her simple casual outfit and wavy hair cascading down her shoulders.
Surprise! Tiffany adorably squealed in French.
Surprise, indeed.

Wow
Taeyeon chuckled as she placed the cup of tea carefully on Tiffanys waiting hands, making sure
that it wont spill. The girl was still busy gawking at the view outside her window, staring at the
bright tower that lit up the whole Parisian night sky.
Thats the first thing that comes out of my mouth whenever I wake up.
And here I thought the view from my hotel room was the best.
She watched Tiffany drank from her teacup and she couldnt help but stare at how the latters
lips wrapped on the edge of the cup delicately, leaving a tint of her red lipstick when she pulled
back.

Taeyeon unconsciously licked her lips as Tiffany did the same, but when the other girl turned her
head towards her, she diverted her gaze instantly.
So how long are you gonna be here for? She asked, hiding her flushed cheeks from almost
being caught.
Honestly? I dont know. I havent done anything much yet, anyway. I just landed last night.
Oh, right.
So, have you started your classes?
No, not yet. I still have a week, I think.
Tiffanys face lit up excitedly and Taeyeon grimaced at how evil it looked.
Good! You can still go around with me!
I thought you said you already have a chauffeur?!
Well, I dont need a chauffeur, Taeyeon, Tiffany told her, rolling her eyes playfully, I need a
friend who can show me around!
Tiffany was looking at her with a pout, arms crossed on her chest, looking like a kid a quarter her
age. She was leaning on the windowpane, eyeing her disappointedly.
Little by little, Taeyeon felt her lips tug at the edges, smiling a bit before chuckling. She saw
Tiffanys lips twitch a bit, too, holding in a smile.
Fine, the shorter girl sighed in fake defeat. We can go around in my moped.
At the way Tiffanys eyes twinkled and her lips split open into a wide grin, Taeyeon was so sure
that she looked a hundred times brighter than the Eiffel Tower that evening.

*Bienvenue Paris. Welcome to Paris.

Oui Yes
Sil vous plat. Please.
Merci Thank you
Non No

H! (used to catch someones attention)

Ma chrie my dear
Trs bon! Very Good!
Au revoir Goodbye
la prochaine! Until next time!
Seulement une minute! Just a minute!
Bonsoir! Good evening!

Part 5
Wow. This This is just
Beautiful
Taeyeon grimaced as she bit her tongue, but it was too late.
The word had already left her mouth and there was no way to take it back anymore, but just like
how she had been considering herself lucky these past few days, Tiffany didnt notice that it was
actually for her.
Yeah, thats right, she heard her say as the latter turned to her with a smile, Its beautiful.
The sun had been down a couple of hours ago and they were now standing at the foot of the
Eiffel Tower, resting for a bit after going around the city the whole morning and afternoon.
Three consecutive days theyve spent almost attached at the hip, combing through the city in
Taeyeons moped (a gift from her dad for easy travel, he said), decked in pink and blue helmets.
Theyve visited shops, ate at all the restaurants especially the ones hidden away from the main
traffic, and visited all the museums.
Taeyeon felt like she was on vacation, and it was the first time she really had fun ever since she
had arrived almost a week ago. Gone were her worries and uneasiness, and she thought, as she
stared at Tiffanys side profile that was being highlighted by the Eiffel Towers warm lights, that
it was only obvious why she was feeling that happy, and that her dad was probably right.
And she hated it whenever her father was right.
Usually, she would debate with him, list all her argument points until she closed all loose ends
and covered all loopholes, but with this one she was readily accepting defeat.
Taeyeon, maybeno, most definitelyhad fallen in love with her dads best friends daughter.
It might not have been love at first sight, as her father had predicted, but it was definitely more
than just admiration.
A growling sound reached Taeyeons ear, snapping her from her thoughts.
Oops
She chuckled when Tiffany grinned at her, flushed, embarrassed at her tummy.
Come on, I know a place that serves the best food youll ever eat here in Paris. Cheap and has a
good view of the tower too!

Tiffany suddenly snatched the keys from her hand, bolting off before stopping a good distance
away from her.
What are you waiting for, Tae?! She yelled, her loud voice echoing, Ill drive! Lets go!
Taeyeon took off after her as the other girl ran off again, screaming after the laughing girl.
Hey, do you even have a French license?!

If Tiffany had driven her down South that day her truck broke down, then it must have felt
something like this.
She didnt know which one felt better, though, Tiffanys arms wrapped around her waist as they
cruised around the streets of Paris, or her own pair latched onto the other.
Taeyeon had been shy at first, opting to just hold onto the grills at the back of her moped, but the
other girl insisted, grabbing both of her hands and pulling on them before wrapping them around
her own waist snugly, telling her to stick closer because she was feeling cold.
So she did.
She wrapped her arms around Tiffany tightly as she pressed her body on her back, hoping that
the warmth that suddenly filled her was felt by the other, too.
Taeyeon could swear that she heard Tiffany sigh when she drew her closer, but the sound of her
mopeds engine coming to life drowned it even before she could confirm anything.
So, where to, Mademoiselle Kim? Tiffany asked, bumping her helmet-clad head with her own
playfully. She was turned towards her and Taeyeon could feel her breath hitting her cheek.
Just drive, Chauffeur Hwang. Ill tell you where to turn.

When Taeyeon first saw Ratatouille, she thought it was stupid.

A rat who cooked while perched on a kids head hidden under a toque was just a ridiculous idea,
but as the movie ended with the credits finally rolling out, she suddenly decided that she was
going to be a chef.
She saw how people became happy because of Remys cooking, how even the cold-hearted
critique burst into emotions after just one bite, and she wanted that. Taeyeon wanted people to be
happy with the food that she makesas simple as that.

And judging by how Tiffany had her eyes closed and her lips in a smile as she chewed on the
simple dinner that she had cooked, she felt like shes close to achieving that dream.
Youre right, the other girl said, catching her attention from her own plate, this is the best.
Tiffany hummed some more as she placed another spoonful of pasta in her mouth, making
Taeyeon smile.
Why thank you, Mademoiselle Hwang. Theres more in the pot if you want?
The other girl shook her head as she tried to swallow whats in her mouth, raising her palm and
gesturing for her to wait for a moment.
It was times like this when Taeyeon would feel her heart beat a little faster and slower at the
same time, because Tiffanys quirks were all adorablesomething she had been noticing quite
often latelyand she just couldnt help but adore every single part of her.
How come you still wanted to study when youre already this good? Tiffany asked after
swallowing, reaching for the glass of red wine Taeyeon had set out for her.
I lack the proper techniques. I just learned all these, Taeyeon gestured at the food, from
watching cooking shows and reading cook books in between my company duties.
Well, I think youre really made for the kitchen, the other girl commented before shoving
another spoon in her mouth. Wow, this is soooo good
Taeyeon chuckled before digging on her own plate.

You never told me you could ride a motorcycle.

Taeyeon turned away from the view outside her window, leaning on the windowpane as she
faced Tiffany who was comfortably lounging on her sofa after eating so much.
After the simple dinner, Tiffany had volunteered to wash the dishes, but after eating almost
everything, just standing up from her chair had been a struggle. So Taeyeon just let her sit there
while she washed everything she had used, and by the time she was finished, Tiffany had finally
digested.
Only bicycles and scooters, Taeyeon answered back. I dont think I can handle something
bigger, like your chopper.
She chuckled, suddenly remembering the pink bike.
Really, though, she teased, shaking her head, A chopper, Tiffany? Really?

Hey, my dad gave that to me, okay? It was a gift!

Oh? I wish my dad gave me a cooler bike too, like, a Ducati or something.
I think the mopeds perfect for you, though. You look cute on it.
Taeyeon pouted.
Thats the point; I dont want to be cute, she said with a grimace, I want to be sexy.
Tiffany laughed and Taeyeon pouted even more.
Aaaaww, the other girl cooed, How can you not be cute when youre pouting like that?
She watched her stand up from the couch, walked the few steps separating them. In seconds,
Tiffany was already in her space, pinching her cheeks.
Whats wrong about being cute? Cute is nice, Tiffany teased, squishing her cheeks this time,
trapping her face in between her palms.
Taeyeon felt herself blush, her squished face starting to feel warm. She wondered if the other girl
felt it, but judging by the continuous pinching and squishing, she realized that the latter probably
didnt care.
But you said you didnt like cute people
She lowered her head when she said that with her hushed voice, refusing to look at the taller girl
who had stopped pinching her cheeks.
I guess I dont, but Cute people make me want to hug them like this
Taeyeon held her breath when Tiffany gently slid her hands down her jaw then passed her neck,
pulling her into a warm embrace. She felt her heart beat wildly inside her chest, and this time she
was sure that the other girl could feel it too.
Shyly, she lifted her arms, gingerly wrapping them around the slim waist. She closed her eyes
when she heard Tiffany sigh in her ear.
The other girl had been doing that quite often lately, she thought in passing.
They stayed like that for a while, neither one of them speaking. It was rather comfortable; felt
really natural, like that night where Tiffany had slept on her shoulder at the back of her mothers
truck.
Surely, it was a memory she wouldnt want to forget.

Are you abusing my non-aversion to skinship? Taeyeon asked, finally, breaking the silence
with a soft chuckle, just enough for Tiffany to hear. She tried to ignore that fluttering feeling in
her tummy, but it only intensified every time she breathed in.
Why, you dont like hugs, Mademoiselle Kim?
She chuckled at that, again, before drawing Tiffany even more closer to her.
And it was when the latter tightened the hold around her neck did she felt a mutual
understanding.
I do, Mademoiselle Hwang. I like hugs very much.
Good, Tiffany answered back, and her voice sounded like she was smiling. I like hugs too,
especially from cute people.

When Tiffany woke up on her hotel bed, she swore she could still feel the warmth that Taeyeons
embrace left on her body. She smiled when she recalled all the teasing and all the laughing they
did last night, especially the shorter girls weird chortles that come out whenever something
relatively funny happens or gets talked about.
They spent the night talking about anything and everything, learning new things about each other
as they go along, and when it had gotten too late, Taeyeon offered to take her back to the hotel
on her moped.
The ride back to her hotel was too short and had ended too fast, but when Taeyeon shyly held her
hand to stop her from going inside the lobby, Tiffany felt time slowed down. And when the
shorter girl stood on her tippy toes to give her a soft kiss on her cheek, thanking her for the
enjoyable day, she felt the world stop spinning completely.
The shorter girl had embraced her briefly then, before getting on her moped and riding away
hurriedly, and by the time Tiffany had snapped from her stupor, the other girl was long gone.
She sighed, contentedly, rolling on her bed with a huge smile on her face.

After an hour of bumming around in her hotel room, Tiffany had received a call from Madame
Cosette Dupont, the French woman she had helped at that one boutique while she was out
shopping with Franois.

They had agreed to meet later that day, and though Tiffany wanted to spend the day with
Taeyeon before she officially starts her culinary classes, she couldnt decline the other woman.
And so hours later, she found herself in an exclusive restaurant, sipping on the best wine she had
ever tasted in her life.
Ah, Tiffany, Im glad you were able zo meez wiz me zoday! You shouldve seen mes amies,
zey all loved my ouzfiz!
Madame Dupont
Oh please ma chrie, call me Cosette! Madame Dupont makes me feel really old.
In the short span of time Tiffany had spent with the lady, all have been good-natured and
surprisingly a lot of fun. Yes, she was intimidated when they first met, but scary first impressions
soon vanished when theyve actually talked, and not just about clothes, but also about
everything.
Turned out, Cosette Dupont was a household name in France, very wealthy and very influential.
Why she didnt have a good stylist, Tiffany would never know, but she was glad, kind of,
because if Madame Dupont did, then she wouldnt have been offered this interesting proposition.
So, oui? Youre going zo do it, yes?
Cosettes hopeful gaze made Tiffany smile.
And right then, she had remembered her initial plan of travelling around the world, but she
thought, with a sudden excitement brewing in her chest, that staying in Paris for a little while
longer wouldnt hurt.
Also, because, there was a little cute someone in Paris that the other places in the world could
never have.
Okay, Tiffany finally answered, nodding her head enthusiastically. Ill do it. Ill be your
stylist.

Part 6
Honeeeey!!!
Tiffany almost dropped her phone on the floor when her moms voice suddenly blared from the
device, deafening her for a good five seconds. She fumbled for it before it fell, shaking her head
as she returned the thing to her ear.
Im so glad you called! Your dad and I miss you so much! Where are you now? Are you having
fun? Did you get us souvenirs?! Her mom continued without missing a beat.
She wanted to roll her eyes from her mothers silliness, but she did miss her very much, and it
was kind of her fault for not calling often.
Yes, hi mom, she finally said, I miss you and dad too. And Im here at Paris.
Oh, you went back? Werent you there months ago?
Well, uh, I kind of didnt leave.
Her mom had become quiet after that, probably still processing what she had said.
I thought you were gonna travel around?
I amwell, was, but something really unexpected happened and now Im actually working
here!
I dont get it.
Tiffany then started to tell everything that happened when she arrived at Paris, starting from the
moment she landed at the airport. She excitedly narrated her first encounter with Madame
Cosette and how she ended up being her stylist, finally explaining how she got the stint and why
she was still in France after staying for a few months already.
And now Im being paid for making people wear nice clothes, she ended with a giggle.
Well, youve always had nice style, sweetie, so Im not surprised.
Aaaaww! Thanks, mom!
So where are you staying now? Dont tell me youre still staying at the hotel? That would be too
expensive even if youre getting paid now.
Tiffany closed her eyes tightly and grimaced.

She was hoping that her mother wouldnt bring that up, since she had been trying so hard to omit
that one small detail from all of her stories. Mothers instincts, she thought, but then again she
shouldnt have kept it from the older woman.
With a dramatic sigh, Tiffany prepared herself from being massively teased for the rest of her
life.
Uh, well About that

A few months ago

The dinner she had was just lovely, and the company a whole lot more, so Tiffany thoroughly
enjoyed herself, felt really good about everything that just happened.
She never thought that Taeyeon would be right, though.
When Tiffany left the country, it wasnt on her mind to look for something newshe just really
wanted to travel, to see the world. But it just came and sprung up on her in the most random of
times, forcing her to act without much thinking. It did felt exhilarating; that much she couldnt
deny.
All her life, she had done nothing else but work in her familys company, but she excelled at it. It
was perfect, to say the leastshe was really perfect in that job, in that whole settingbut it was
only that; there was nothing else. Tiffany had never thought of it as boring because thats what
she was used to. She never looked for anything else either, there was no need for that, she
thought before.
But this thrill she was feeling right now, added with the newfound knowledge that she was really
actually good at something she just thought as an everyday common skillit was life changing.
The moment she had accepted Madame Duponts offer, she felt something stir inside of her
like she was nervous all of a sudden, a little anxious but a whole lot excited.
And the last time she had felt that was when she was silently pushing her pink chopper away
from their villa, ready to run away from the world.
Tiffany, zear, Cosettes voice reached her ears and suddenly she remembered where she was.
Hmm? Tiffany hummed, smiling at the older lady politely.
Where do you stay? Lez me drive you back, iz a lizzle late.
Oh no, its okay, Cosette. My friends going to pick me up

Just then, Tiffany heard the familiar rumbling of an engine before finally seeing Taeyeon on her
moped, cruising towards them wearing her cute blue helmet that looked a size bigger than her
head.
She giggled at the sight, especially when the shorter girl had parked in front of her with a huge
grin, earning a bunch of incredulous looks from the French valet. They were after all still in front
of the exclusive restaurant, with a bunch of luxury cars lined up at the side with at least ten welldressed valets and chauffeurs.
Tiffany watched the short girl kick the stand on her moped before removing her helmet, placing
the thing on the seat before sauntering over to where she stood.
She was about to call for her when the lady beside her beat her to it.
Taeyeon? Is zhat you, my zear?
Oh, Madame Dupont!
Tiffany didnt know if she should be disappointed when Taeyeon diverted her attention away
from her, but she was more intrigued at how the shorter girl new the French woman.
And by how Taeyeons eyes lit up when she saw Cosette, there would be a lot of questioning
later on when theyre finally alone.
Ah, come here, zear! Cosette exclaimed, excited, I ziznt know you were back in Paris!
She watched the French lady smother Taeyeon into a tight hug after a kiss on each cheek, and
she wondered, while all of this was happening, if she should start greeting the other girl the same
way, too. They were in Paris anyway, and its only polite and customary to greet each other with
a kiss on both cheeks.
Tiffany suddenly blushed at the silly thought.
I arrived weeks ago, Madame Cosette. Comment a va?
Bien, bien, answered the other, Are you here for business? Is your crazy fazher wiz you?
Taeyeon chuckled at that and Tiffany couldnt help but smile along at the sound.
Non, Im here to study.
Monsieur Kim finally said yes, eh? Zhis is wonzerful news!
Oui, Madame. It really is.
Tiffany watched the exchange and somehow finally understood what was going on.

Oh, but whaz are you zoing here?

Right then, Taeyeon looked like she had actually forgotten why she was there, but when Tiffany
met her gaze, her eyes twinkled with clarity
Im here for Tiffany, she heard her say, making her smile.
Madame Duponts eyebrows rose at that before smiling widely, suddenly looking like she was
up to no good.
It made Tiffany nervous.
Is she your petite amie, Taeyeon?
Non, non! Taeyeon exclaimed a little too loudly, waving her hands in front of her. J-Just a
friend, Madame.
Tiffany would have enjoyed seeing Taeyeon blush, but she was sure that she was flustered too,
especially when the French lady started to wiggle her eyebrows playfully at the two of them. She
sneaked a look at Taeyeon and saw the latter looking at the ground, but there was a hint of a
smile playing on her lips.
Ah, I gez it, Cosette answered back, still teasing. Not your girlfriend yet.
The French ladys meaningful chuckle broke through the awkward air, followed by her own
giggle and then Taeyeons.
Zont be shy abouz it! Love is a beauziful zhing, and Paris is ze perfect place for it.
Tiffany threw a gaze at Taeyeon and she smiled when she caught the other looking at her, too.
Ah, young love, Cosette teased again. Anyway, Taeyeon. Iz nice seeing you again, zear. Lez
have zinner next time. Say hi to your fazher for me, oui?
And Tiffany, the older woman turned to her next and leaned in to give her kisses on her
cheeks. Zhank you for accepzing. Zhink about my ozher offer, okay? Au revoir, you two!
With that, the French lady boarded her car and rode off, leaving the two of them by the
restaurant. Tiffany had looked at Taeyeon then, smiling shyly.
Hi, Taeyeon said, grinning. Ready to go?
Tiffany nodded. Oui!

I told you ice cream was a good idea.

The smug smile plastered on Taeyeons face was nothing but adorable, and even though the
shorter girl was supposed to be teasing, Tiffany thought it looked anything but.
Not when Taeyeon was too busy devouring her ice cream cone like a kid, cream all over her lips
and some at the tip of her nose.
Tiffany laughed at that rather loudly, head tossed back and mouth opened really wide, almost
dropping her own cone.
Oh my God, Taeyeon, she said, still laughing, How old are you?
She plucked an extra clean tissue paper wrapped around her cone and approached the busy girl,
stopping her from eating before wiping her nose and mouth. Taeyeon pouted while she cleaned
her lips, and Tiffany couldnt help but laugh again at the disappointed look.
Eat slower, no ones gonna steal your ice cream.
I cant help it, its really good! I need to learn how to make this
The last bit ended in a whisper but Tiffany still heard it.
Dont forget to make me some when you do.
Of course.
They had fallen into a comfortable silence then, leaving them to their ice cream. Taeyeon was
almost done with hers, and Tiffany was too busy looking at her instead of eating her own. Soon
enough, theyve finished their treats, with the shorter girl sighing in contentment.
She watched her lean back on her outstretched arms, head tilted upwards towards the top of the
bright tower.
I dont think Ill ever get used to this. Everythings just too beautiful here. Taeyeon said,
wistful.
Mhmmm.
Their evenings were usually spent at a park near the Eiffel Tower, eating snacks or just simply
talking. Tonight wasnt any different but Tiffany felt it would be, soon.
So, where are you planning to head to next? Taeyeon asked her, looked at her with a small
smile. That place should be more beautiful than Paris, though. Its gonna be a tough
competition.

I agree. Paris is the best city for me now.

Tiffany looked at Taeyeon and returned the smile with something else, making her eyes curve
down even more. She never knew she could feel so happy by just sitting on the grass like this,
but lately she had been feeling happy about simpler things, like the pink helmet Taeyeon got her
the first time she rode her moped.
She shouldve noticed it soonerrealized fasterright from the time theyve spent their first
night together as if they werent strangers.
Tiffany stared at her and shook her head, smiling. Taeyeon wasnt even her type, she liked taller
ones, always have, but the other girls big heart made up for her lack in height. She made it up
whenever she cooked for her, whenever she would fasten her helmet for her so it wont fall off,
or when she just takes the initiative to open the door for her so she could enter or exit first.
She thought, maybe, even if Madame Dupont didnt exist in the equation, that Taeyeon was a
huge factor enough in making her reluctant to leave.
Then stay.
It was barely a whisper, but it was enough for Tiffany to whip her head towards the girl beside
her. Taeyeon was now looking down on her lap, playing with her fingers, refusing to meet her
gaze.
Just when she was about to reply, the shorter girl had finally lifted her head to look at her, staring
at her with round eyes much like a puppy. Itll be lonely when you leave.
Tiffany bit her lip and suppressed a smile. She saw Taeyeons lips twitch, too, but the latter kept
her face straight, still holding that wounded puppy expression.
Ugh, your face.
Taeyeons laughter sailed through the quiet night when she smacked her palm flat on her face
and pushed her down on the grass, pinning her on the soft ground.
And then Tiffany felt it.
She felt it when Taeyeon stopped laughing, when she smiled softly while she looked up at her
like she was the most precious thing in the world.
She felt it when the air suddenly stilled and everything became quiet, like the universe was
making way for something.
I would very much like it if you stayed here With me.

Tiffany wasnt sure where it came from but there was a subtle pull at her heart and now she was
lying on her stomach on the grass, propped by her two elbows while she hovered over Taeyeon.
They were close, too close, with their noses almost touching, breaths mixing.
With you?
Yep, she heard Taeyeon answer just as soft, lifting a hand to tuck her hair behind her ear.
With me.
And why would I do that?
Her hand stayed there and Tiffanys eyes fluttered close when she felt the other stroking her
cheek.
Because, Taeyeon said softly, you like my company.
Do I?
You do.
Tiffany smiled when she felt the other girl nod.
What else?
Hmm You like my cooking.
Oh really?
You love it.
She leaned back as she chuckled, putting a good distance between their faces.
Youre too cocky, Mademoiselle Kim.
I only speak the truth, Miss Hwang.
Tiffany laughed again, softer this time, and let her face lean back down, nudging Taeyeons nose
with her own playfully.
Is that all? She whispered, feeling a little warmer in her chest.
You like riding my moped.
That, I do. She nodded with a grin. But I dont think that would be enough to make me sta

Soft lips stole the words from her mouth, along with her breath, her coherence, her
consciousness. Suddenly she could taste the sweetness that the ice cream left on Taeyeons
mouth, could breathe in the air the other was breathing out.
And Tiffany didnt need to open her eyes to know that the shorter girl was smiling, because she
could feel how it was curved up against her own.
I was hoping that Im enough to make you stay. Taeyeon whispered against her lips before
giving her another peck.
She felt dizzy at the few seconds their lips were connected, but when the other pulled back a bit,
she felt like it wasnt enough.
So she kissed her back, again, with more intensity than the first.
With every move of her lips, Tiffany made sure that Taeyeon would feel how she felt when she
interrupted her with the kiss, made sure that Taeyeon would be as breathless as she was. She
wanted her to feel how she felt whenever she cooked for her, whenever she drove her around,
whenever she looked at her like she was special.
And she was, she knew she was special to Taeyeon because thats what she felt when she kissed
her, gently, shyly, yielding.
Tiffany smiled when she pulled back and saw the other girl panting like she ran a mile, eyes still
closed and lips still parted.
I guess that means youre staying now? Taeyeon asked, barely breathing but smiling.
I wasnt even gonna leave at the first place.

Back to the present

So now Youre staying with Kim Taeyeon?
Yes.
Your dads best friends daughter, Kim Taeyeon?
Uhuh.
The same Kim Taeyeon who visited us at the villa? Your supposed fiance, Kim Taeyeon?
Yes, mom. Shes studying culinary here in Par

Honey, could you give me a minute? Ill call you back.

Oh, oka
Tiffany frowned at her phone, but even before she could put it somewhere, it rang again. She
looked at the screen and saw her Dads name flashing.
Hello, dad
Is it true?! Are you really living with Taeyeon?! Is she there?! Are you together now?! When is
the wedding?! THIS IS SO EXCITIIIIIING
Daddy, oh my God, stop!

*Comment a va? How are you? / Hows it going? (Informal)

Bien Good
petite amie girlfriend (Theres actually no direct translation for the word girlfriend but thats the usual term that
French people use.)

Part 7
There were moments when Taeyeon thought that the only reason why Tiffany stayed was
because of Madame Dupont and her offer, but whenever she would exit her school and find the
other girl waiting for her at the front, perched on her moped and wearing her adorable helmet, all
doubts and insecurities would fly off once they ride the streets of Paris, looking for yet a new
place to eat at.
Not this time though, because Cosette had an important event scheduled in the evening and she
needed Tiffany to dress her fabulously. It was fine, Taeyeon thought; she was actually really
proud of what Tiffany has been doing for the past few months.
Who would have thought that the other girl would actually find something to do in Paris?
Taeyeon suggested itit was her ideabut that was a mere act of making conversation while
she packed in her office that day Tiffany visited and invited her for dinner.
But then again, she was glad that she had said it, because now Tiffany was with her, and she no
longer felt lonely since then.
The short girl had just started her moped and finished fastening her helmet when her phone
suddenly rang, forcing her to turn off the scooters engine.
Hey, dad, Taeyeon greeted as she leaned back on her scooter, phone sandwiched between her
ear and shoulder while she took off her helmet again.
Hi, Taetae! How are you? Hows school?
Its good, dad. Everythings great! I love it here.
Im very glad to hear that, Taetae. Oh, but dont love it too much, I still want you back home.
She could hear the pout on her fathers voice, and when she would usually cringe at the image,
Taeyeon smiled instead, actually missing the old mans antics.
I miss you, dad. You said you were gonna visit me before you head back home but you didnt. I
havent seen you for more than a year now!
Im sorry Taeyeon, you know what happened in the company when you left. Everyone on the
board wanted your seat; I had to straighten them out again. But dont worry, as soon as I get
some downtime and once I made sure that no ones gonna steal our business, Ill fly there
immediately.
Taeyeon only chuckled as she shook her head.

It was still rather early, just a little over after noon, but her classes were all done for the day.
Noticing that she had been talking to her dad like a fool on her idle moped, she had decided to
continue the chat in a nearby caf.
On her way, she had told him of her adventures in the kitchen, how she looked at food differently
now and how she had almost cut a whole finger yesterday.
Oh, dad, that reminds me, Taeyeon suddenly said, plopping on a vacant table outside the caf
near her school, I bumped into Madam Cosette. She says hi.
Ah, that crazy lady. How is she?
Same old, same old. Always busy, always has a party to attend.
Taeyeon suddenly remembered Tiffany. She swallowed audibly. If her crazy father knew about
it, she was sure that
Oh, oh, wait! I almost forgot! Speaking of bumping into people
She almost jumped from her seat at her fathers excited squealing.
I called you because I bumped into my best friends wife and she said Tiffany is in Paris too!
You should meet up with her!
Taeyeon exhaled through her nose, slumping back on the chair dejectedly. She called for a waiter
and ordered something cold to drink; this was going to be a long chat.
Uh, well, uhm About that

A few months ago

So, where are you planning to stay? Dont say hotel. I know youre rich but that would still be
ridiculous.
Taeyeon was still lying on the grass, her back flat on the soft ground. She had one arm under her
head acting as a pillow, and the other draped across Tiffanys collarbone while other girls head
was resting on her tummy, playing with her fingers.
Well, she heard Tiffany say, Cosette asked me to stay with her but, I dont know. Staying
with her wouldnt feel right.
She hummed, enjoying the feel of Tiffanys fingers playing with her own.

The night had started to get colder but Taeyeon was still comfortable. She was feeling rather
warm, actually, and she definitely knew why. She smiled, because she felt the same way that
time they spent the night at the back of her mothers truck.
Why dont you just live with me? Taeyeon suddenly said, not really thinking. The warmth that
Tiffany was making her feel had reached her head, affecting her brain.
But then it disappeared as soon as she closed her mouth, and she blinked, finally realizing what
she had blurted out. Lifting her head up, she looked at Tiffany and found her looking back at her
with a straight face.
Are you asking me to move in with you, Kim Taeyeon?
I, uh, wellUhm
Dont you think were going too fast? I never thought youre like that, Taeyeon
Tiffany rolled off her stomach and sat up, still eyeing her. She couldnt gauge what her look
meant but Taeyeon felt really nervous, thinking if she had offended her.
Taeyeon sat up too, but she kept her gaze down towards her lap, towards her fidgeting hands.
I didntWell, I was justI think She sighed. Im sorry
Taeyeon kept her voice low, feeling guilty, embarrassed. It was true that they had already kissed
not too long ago, so she thought, maybe, also for Tiffanys convenience, that
A snicker reached her ears and when she lifted her head, she found Tiffany biting on her
knuckles, suppressing her laughs.
Wow, I hate you, she said with a straight face, finally catching up.
No, you dont, Tiffany said in between her silent laughs, overly confident and teasing.
Taeyeon scoffed, but she was smiling especially when Tiffany started to crawl towards her,
parting her legs before settling in between, her front against the others back. Her arms went
around her waist in reflex, pulling the other girl closer towards her body.
She pressed her lips on Tiffanys temple and nuzzled her.
That was mean; I thought you were really mad.
Im sorry, I couldnt resist. You shouldve seen your face though, so cute!
Taeyeon only chuckled, opting not to say anything anymore. Instead, she drew the girl sitting in
front of her closer, resting her chin on the others shoulder.

She could feel her body buzzing against Tiffanys and it was really pleasant, the type were you
could just fall asleep because you felt so comfortable, so safe, and that there was nowhere else in
the world youd rather be in than there.
It didnt matter if the neatly cut grass were poking and irritating her skin through her pants,
because inconveniences like those were just superficial compared to what she has in her arms.
Taeyeon could be anywhere, as long as Tiffany was with her too.
So? How about it? I she cleared her throat before continuing, Ill cook for you. Every
day. Breakfast, lunch, dinnerwhatever you like. Ill make it for you.
Tiffany only giggled in response but the way she snuggled closer to her body was a clear sign
that she wont be alone at home anymore.
Add in a midnight snack and Ill think about it.
Taeyeon let out a hearty laugh this time.

Back to the present

So were kinda, uhm Together now
Her dad became quiet after that, and Taeyeon was so sure that it was only the calm before the
storm. She sipped her coffee slowly, carefully, waiting for her fathers impending outburst.
But instead, she heard a cough, followed by a very calm voice.
Okay, Taetae. Im glad you have someone to take care of you there.
Taeyeon blinked her eyes, once, twice, until her brain had absorbed what happened. She scoffed.
WhaThats it?
Of course. Should I say something else?
N-Not really, but
Okay, good. Now I need to go, I have a very important matter to attend to. Give me a call every
once in a while, okay Taengoo? I love you, kid. Bye.
She hadnt even replied yet when the line went dead.
Taeyeon was about to keep her phone when it rang again, displaying the name of her fathers
trusty secretary.

Hello?
Miss Kim
Yes? Is there something wrong?
Uhm, I just wanted to ask, Miss Kim Did something happen?
Why, what do you mean? Taeyeon asked, suddenly sitting up.
Well, Chairman Kim just ran out of his office screaming, giving everyone a week off and a
raise
Taeyeon slumped back and dropped her head on the table with a thud, making her cup of coffee
jump a little.
Ugh, I knew it.

When she arrived home, she was surprised to hear shuffling coming from Tiffanys room, and
though she wasnt sure why the other girl was there, she smiled at the thought of seeing her
before she accompanied Cosette for the evening.
Fany? Im home!
Hi, hi!
She heard the loud voice from across the apartment as she made her way towards the kitchen for
a drink.
I just left something, Im heading back now! Where are you?
Kitchen!
The sound of heels clacking on the wooden floorboards stopped and Taeyeon knew that Tiffany
was already behind her. She could smell the faint fragrance that the other girl always wore, the
one that she really liked.
Hey, sorry I couldnt fetch you today.
Dont worry, its fi
The words died on her tongue and the sound she made came out as garbled mess, because as
soon as Taeyeon turned around, she was met by a sight so beautiful, she had to stop breathing.

Tiffany was standing right in front of the biggest window by the living room, and the light
seeping in from outside was doing wonders to her already glowing skin. Her white strapless,
form fitting mini dress only accentuated what beautiful features she already had, and Taeyeon
had to pinch her arm to stop herself from gawking.
So How do I look?
YouYou, uh You l-look
The sound of Tiffanys ringtone cut her off, and she was gone as soon as she came.
She did, however, left the dazed Taeyeon a peck on her lips, a quick apology and a Dont wait
up for me before she had gone through the door with her phone still pressed to her ear.

Tiffany was quite sure that no one had ever looked at her that way before. It was a little
unexplainable; she didnt know how to put it in words, but when Taeyeons eyes lit up like a
bunch of fireworks at the sight of her this afternoon, she felt something magical.
It had kept her thinking the whole night while she socialized with Cosettes friends and
acquaintances, while she sipped on her wineglass and while she did practically everything.
The party was pretty enjoyable, though, especially with her new found contacts. They had all
complimented her work including her current outfit, some even gave her their business cards, but
none of them gave the same feeling that Taeyeons wordless admiration had evoked on her.
Some time between the party, Tiffany was surprised to see Cosette smirking at her from across
the ballroom, beckoning for her to come to her end.
Tiffany, zear, Cosette said when she was near enough, look who came for you.
Tiffany followed the direction to where the older lady was pointing at and almost gasped when
she saw Taeyeon parking her moped right across the street, still on her chefs uniform with a
backpack slung on her shoulder. She looked even smaller from where Tiffany was watching her
and it made her giggle.
She looks so cute in her uniform! Cosette gushed beside her.
She really does.
They continued to watch Taeyeon from the fifth floor of the hotel, through the ceiling high
windows, peeking from the long curtains. She and Madame Dupont giggled continuously,

especially when they saw the short girl walking restlessly to and fro her parked scooter while she
clutched her phone, as if contemplating whether to call someone or not.
And soon enough, Tiffany heard her phone ringing inside her clutch.
She took it out and saw Taeyeons name flashing on the screen, beneath the cute callers picture
she had snapped of her months ago.
Excusez-moi, Cosette, Ill just take this
Non, non, ma chrie, just go. Youve been more zhan wonzerful zonight. Ze least I can zo is to
let you off early. Go, go! Ze night is still young; have fun wiz your petite chef!
Madame Dupont shooed her off after that, and she left the ballroom happily, almost bouncing
inside the elevator as it made its way down.
Her phone rang again when she stepped out of the lobby, and with a spring in her steps she made
her way to Taeyeon who immediately ended the call at the sight of her.
Hi, what are you doing here?
Hi. Im sorry, I just I wanted to see you, and II forgot to tell you something
Taeyeon kept on fidgeting on her spot and Tiffany thought she was most adorable when shes
shy and nervous like that. Though she didnt exactly know why Taeyeon was acting that way, it
was still a nice thing to see every once in a while.
You left so abruptly, I didnt get to answer your question, uhm Taeyeon paused and
breathed, Y-You look greatYou look really beautiful.
It was silly, but Tiffany couldnt wipe the smile off of her face.
You came all the way here just to tell me that?
Uhm Yes.
Tiffany chuckled, blissful.
She loved everything that Taeyeon did, but it was still the small things that made her heart swell
more.
You look good in your uniform too, by the way, really cute. Whats in the bag, though?
Oh, I brought you clothes. I figured it wouldnt be comfortable for you to ride the moped in that
dress. You can leave now, right?

Taeyeon passed her the bag and she held it in her hands, felt the weight of the simple act. She
looked at the shorter girl then at the backpack, and felt her face suddenly go warm.
Thank you. Thats, Tiffany paused, smiling to herself, Thats really sweet of you.
Its nothing. Go change, Ill wait for you here.
Ill be real quick, dont move, she warned her with a playful glare before running back to the
lobby.
Okay. Ill be right here.

Part 8
Somehow it never felt right anymore when they didnt end the day at their favourite spot by the
Eiffel Tower, and it was a delight for Tiffany to know that Taeyeon felt the same way.
As soon as she hopped on the moped, right after she had wrapped her arms around the other
girls waist, Taeyeon had took off towards the familiar direction, making her smile instantly.
And the whole time they were cruising smoothly on the streets, Taeyeons hand never left hers.
Hold on tight, okay? The other girl had told her while she drove with one hand. Dont let go.
I wont.

This sandwich is really good and tastes awfully familiar.

She ignored Taeyeons soft chuckle and continued munching on her dinner, relishing on the
familiar taste. Tiffany was sure she had tasted it before, but going back to all the times she had
eaten Taeyeons exceptional cooking, she was at a lost.
Of course. Its the one we ate on the truck.
Thats right, she thought, nodding. Now she remembered.
How come you never make this often? I really like it.
You do?
Tiffany nodded, finally looking at Taeyeon with a happy smile.
Then Ill make it more often from now on.
Both finished almost at the same time, with Taeyeon keeping the empty containers in the
backpack she was hauling around as soon as she had taken her last bite. They drank from the
same bottle, which the shorter girl also threw away when they were done.
When she got back from the trash bin, Tiffany watched her offer her hand with a smile.
Lets go for a walk.

Somewhere in between the comfortable chatter and the relaxing walk, Tiffany had found herself
taking refuge on a park bench while she rubbed her calf muscles.

She blamed the countless hours of standing on heels while she was at the party, and she couldnt
be grateful enough that Taeyeon had brought her some sneakers to change into.
You okay?
Tiffany heard Taeyeons chuckle and the next thing she knew, the shorter girl was already
squatted in front of her, giving her legs a soft massage.
There were times when Tiffany would just look at Taeyeon (just like now) and she wouldnt
think of anything else, other than how lucky she was.
Here she was, sitting like a princess on a bench, in one of the most beautiful cities in the world,
getting a massage from the most amazing girl she had ever met in her entire life. It was funny
how she almost didnt meet her because of her stubbornness.
But sure enough, the few months theyve spent together had been her happiest, and she was more
than adamant on prolonging that.
If she could have forever, then shed take it without a second thought.
Feeling okay now?
Tiffany nodded, her eyes smiling as Taeyeon looked up at her with a grin that made her chin
dimple look more prominent.
Good. You should rest a bit more before we head back home.
The short girl plopped beside her and Tiffanys head automatically took rest on her shoulder as
her hand instinctively went to interlace with the other.
They were breathing in sync and it was enough to make her heart soar.

Tiffany felt Taeyeon shift a bit, sitting a bit higher for her to lean more comfortably. She
snuggled further when the other stopped moving and nuzzled her nose on the pale neck,
breathing in before giving the smooth skin a soft peck.
Are you cold?
She furrowed her eyebrows at the sudden question and shook her head. No, not really. Why?
Your lips are cold. Come here.

Tiffany wasnt cold, really, but Taeyeon still drew her in, pressed their sides even closer like
they werent close enough before drawing her lips in between her own, kissing her chastely. She
could feel Taeyeon smiling against her lips and it made her smile too.
Your nose is cold too, the other girl said, their lips still pressed.
Before she could respond, the short girl kissed her again, deeper this time, nibbling on her lips,
tasting her lip gloss.
Their foreheads met when they broke apart for some air.
Do you have any idea what youre doing to me? The other girl suddenly asked and it made
Tiffany smile.
I have a slight idea, she even teased, but her teasing couldnt hide the growing blush on her
cheeks.
She opened her eyes and found Taeyeon looking at her just as intensely.
You make me feel like Im the happiest person in the world.
Tiffany shifted when Taeyeon moved to stand, giggling when the latter gave her a peck on the
forehead before walking away. She watched her walk backwards, stopping a few feet away from
her.
The little chef was now facing the bright tower, wearing a smile Tiffany hadnt seen before.
What are you doing
Im here in this beautiful city, standing in front of the Eiffel Tower, but you make me feel like
everything wouldnt be as wonderful without you.
And then Taeyeon yelled.
Paris is nothing without Tiffany Hwang! She said, cupping her hands around her mouth as she
screamed at the top of her lungs, as if shouting at the sky. Hear that?! Vous ntes rien!
The unexpected act threw Tiffany off, made her laugh and made her feel embarrassed all at the
same time. She wanted to hurl something at the smaller girl to make her stop, but she was too
busy laughing and clapping.
Thankfully, the other stopped just in time before she could throw a shoe on her head.
Taeyeon chuckled as she looked back at her, her gaze softening instantly when their eyes met.

Tiffany shook her head, amused. Why are you standing all the way over there? She called out,
finally feeling weird about the distance.
The short girl kept her eyes at her, her gaze looking more and more intense.
And then Taeyeon opened her mouth.
Because I love you.
Tiffany was speechless. And she wasnt sure if it was because of the sudden confession or
because it didnt really answer her question. It didnt make any sense.
I love you, Tiffany Hwang, Taeyeon repeated, louder than the first.
But somehow Tiffany knew that already.
She felt it every day whenever she wakes up and finds breakfast already set on the table, or when
Taeyeon would look at her like she was the only one she was seeing. She knew it because
Tiffany loved her too, and though she couldnt cook to save her life, there was no one else in the
world shed want to look at other than Taeyeon, too.
She wanted to say something but she ended up just opening and closing her mouth like a fish out
of water, and it might have looked really comical because the shorter girl suddenly chuckled. So
she just shut her mouth and looked at her, waited for her to continue.
I need to be far from you because Whenever youre near me, I, Taeyeon continued then,
sighing, I cant seem to think properly You confuse me. You make me feel thingsgood
things, wonderful things, weir d things, everything! But I dont want this to be just that. I want
to be sure about this.
Tiffany was still but deep inside she was anything but. Her heart was raging and she was feeling
everything from the ends of her hair to the tips of her toes.
Suddenly, she felt so open and vulnerable, immobile while Taeyeon pulled and yanked at her
heart strings.

Taeyeon breathed in and held the air in her lungs for a second before breathing out, easing out
the tension that had been gnawing at her ever since she started to speak.
She hadnt plan on confessing tonight, but she was glad that she did. Everything felt so much
lighter as soon as she told Tiffany that she loved her.

All those months theyve spent together had suddenly made sense, even more than ever, and
Taeyeon knew exactly why.
I know this is love, she said, still standing a considerable distance away, And I want this to be
love. Because what else could it be, right? I miss you when were not together, and its silly
cause we live in the same apartment. And then when youre actually with me, you drive me
insane because I always had to restrain myself from wanting you too much. These past few
months have been the best, and I dont think Id survive this night without telling you how much
I love you and how much I still want to be with you for many more months to come.
Taeyeons shoulder sagged as she breathed out, again, her heart not only light, but soaring.
She looked at Tiffany and saw her smiling widely despite the tears that were trickling down her
reddening cheeks.
So just stay there and let me
How do you expect me to stay here when youre being like that?
Taeyeon blinked and the next thing she knew, Tiffany was already in front of her, wiping her
tears with the back of hand, panting as she took long hurried strides to reach her.
I love you too, Tiffany suddenly said, and Id prefer it more if youre here in my arms when I
say that because then I could kiss you as soon as I
Tiffany was too close and was talking too much, and Taeyeon didnt wait for her to say anything
anymore. The other girl had already said the words and they were enough to set Taeyeons heart
on fire, enough to send her flying towards the latter.
She heard Tiffany half giggled and half sighed when she pressed her lips against hers, and she
thought, while she welcomed the eager girls warm kisses, that this was only the beginning of
another journey.

*Vous ntes rien! You are nothing!

Part 9
Two years and seven months later
Oh, come on!
Taeyeon screamed at the sky after slamming the door of her new truck.
You. Have. Got. To. Be. Kidding. Me!
The short girl threw a dirty look at her car before screaming at it, finger pointed at the sleek and
shiny hood.
I had you checked the whole day yesterday, made sure that everythings fine, butUgh!
As soon as she had arrived from Paris, her crazy father, who never had the chance to visit her in
France because of the company, half-dragged her back to their family home and proudly shoved
her inside the new truckhis graduation gift to her.
It was a newer, more modern version of her moms old beat up truck, complete with a GPS
system, wireless internet connection and everything else a person would want inside a car
(including a small refrigerator).
She fell in love with it at first sightthe very first time she ever loved a car that wasnt a coupe.
But right now, there was nothing Taeyeon would want than to beat the stalled car with a bat.
Fishing her phone from her pocket, she let out a sigh of relief when she saw a few signal bars at
the top. At least, unlike the last time, she could actually call for help.
A few taps and the call connected immediately.
Hey, baby.
Help me. Im stuck.
The hearty laugh coming from the other line made Taeyeon smile despite of her predicament,
and it was only then that she realized how much she missed Tiffany.
Wow, Taetae. I just left you for two days and now youve managed to get yourself stuck in the
middle of nowhere again, for the second time! What would you do without me?
Nothing, she said, faking insult, Thats why Im just gonna wait here until a hot chick in a
pink chopper stop by and offer me a ride.

Taeyeon leaned on the side of her truck and checked her watch. There was no way shed reach in
time for the party at the Hwang Estate.
She couldnt believe she was going to miss her own engagement party.
Tiffany was still laughing on the other line and as much as she loved the sound of that, there
were more pressing issues to discuss.
Fany, she whined, Stop laughing and fetch meeeeeee
Oh my God, youre starting to sound like your dad!
Taeyeon faked gasp and even pressed a hand over her chest for full effect, though no one could
see her at the moment. No, I dont!
Yes, you do.
She could hear a few muffled chatters coming from Tiffanys line, and the sound of her fiancees
mothers voice yelling at the background. Taeyeon sighed and pouted when she realized what
she was about to miss because of her stupid truck.
Stop sighing, Taetae. Ill come and get you.
You would?
Of course, Miss Kim. If I wouldnt, then who else will?
Well if its any consolation, I packed those sandwiches that you love.
She heard a gasp from the other line and it made her grin.
Why didnt you say so?! Now tell me where you are so I could fetch you!
Taeyeon chuckled as she went back inside her car, checking her GPS system so she could tell
Tiffany her rough location. There was no way her fiance wouldnt pass by her though, since
there was only a single highway to drive on.
Drive carefully, okay? And take a car, its a lot safer.
The other girl just hummed. Ill see you in a few hours, Taetae. And dont worry about the
party, Ill tell everyone what happened. Love you.
Okay. Love you too.
A smile blossomed from her lips as soon as she removed the phone from her ear to end the call,
seeing the precious wallpaper on her screen that she didnt have the heart to change.

It was a cramped picture of her and Tiffany in front of the Eiffel Tower, with the other girl
boasting a shiny ring snugly fitted on her finger towards the camera, taken the night she had
proposed to her.
The best day of her life, Taeyeon thought, because not only did she finish her culinary studies the
same day, but also because Tiffany had been more than happy to accept the proposal.
But she was sure it would no longer be the bestoh, she knew it for a fact.
Though they didnt have the perfect love story, it was theirs so it was supposed to be more than
perfect. Taeyeon loved Tiffany and Tiffany loved her too, and now that they were going to get
married, nothing had ever felt more right than that.
A chuckle escaped her lips as she looked towards the sky, smiling softly as she let her eyes trail
after a lazy cloud drifting off to somewhere. In spite of the truck mishap, it was actually a fine
day, and Taeyeon knew that it would only get better from there.
I wish you could see how happy I am right now, mom, Taeyeon whispered to the sky. Im
getting married to the most wonderful woman in the world and Im very, very happy.
Pushing herself off the side of the car, Taeyeon decided to just take a nap inside the vehicle
while she waited for her soon-to-be wife.

Honey, everythings set and the guests will be arriviAre you going to wear that on your
party?
Tiffany chuckled while she tucked her jeans inside her leather boots, zipping up the pair before
standing up to check how comfortable they were. She can see the confused look that her mom
was giving her choice of outfit from the full body mirror, and she grinned at her when their eyes
met.
Uh, no, she said, still wearing that wide grin, my fiance is stuck in the middle of nowhere
and I have to get her.
Taeyeon? Her car broke down?
Of course its Taeyeon, mom. Who else? She chuckled. And yes, it broke down.
Again?!
I know, right?! I really cant believe her luck sometimes. This is why I need to fetch her before
she changes her mind about marrying me and runs away.

Walking up to her vanity, she started reapplying her makeup, glancing at her mother through the
mirror every now and then while the old lady moved from her door to her bed.
Oh, honey, her mom said, taking a seat on the mattress with a smile. She loves you too much;
she would never.
The soft tone of her mothers voice made Tiffany stopped what she was doing. She turned away
from the mirror and met her moms soft, loving gaze.
I know, mom, I was just kidding, she told the older lady with a wide smile she couldnt hold
in. And I love her too, thats why Im going out there to get her.
How far is she anyway?
Not really sure but from what she told me, probably a good two hours away, three tops.
But honey! Her mom gasped. That would mean youre gonna miss the whole party!
Tiffany shrugged at the mirror as she continued to fix her makeup before playfully rolling her
eyes at the look her mom was giving her.
Cant we just send the guys to get her?
No, Tiffany answered back almost immediately. I dont want to be in my engagement party
without my fiance. Id rather be on the road with her than to be stuck in the company of dads
and Uncle Kims business partners. Our friends arent even here!
Hmm, you have a point there
Tiffanys mother trailed on, looking as if she was in deep thought. She saw no arguments about
this; there was no way she was going to stay knowing that Taeyeon was still stuck on the
highway.
After finishing her makeup, she gathered her wallet and phone and shoved them inside a small
clutch, turning to her mother while she waited for the latter to snap from her thinking.
Im going, she said, getting her moms attention.
Okay, you may go. Ill just tell the guests that you eloped or something.
Moooooom, Tiffany whined.
The old lady chuckled as she kissed her daughters cheek, patting her butt lightly before pushing
her out the door and towards the direction of the garage.
Drive safely, okay?

Okay. Bye mom!

Taeyeon had told her to bring a car but the sight of the surprise gift she had spontaneously
bought her little chef gave her ideas.
Tearing the ribbon sitting on the gas tank of the new light blue chopper, Tiffany rode the bike out
the garage and into the open highway, lips split into a wide excited grin. She wouldnt be
reaching Taeyeon for a good two hours but she couldnt hold in the excitement of both seeing
her and showing her the chopper.
Her little fiance had been relentless about getting something bigger than her moped, especially
while they were still in Paris.
It happened when they went out one night, while they were on their way to the parking lot after a
nice dinner. She was trailing behind Taeyeon who suddenly stopped before turning to look at her
with round eyes and a pout, resembling a puppy who was about to cry. Turned out, a big bike
was parked beside her small moped and Taeyeon wanted to have one.
She giggled at the memory because the other girl wouldnt stop talking about it even until they
were on the plane that was to fly them back home, and she had promised then that she would just
let Taeyeon drive her chopper when they get back.
And now she couldnt wait to see Taeyeons face when she sees her own big bike.

It didnt take long for Tiffany to reach Taeyeons location. She had only been cruising for an
hour and a half when she caught sight of a pair of hazard lights blinking not far away, and when
she got near enough, she finally saw Taeyeon perched at the roof of the truck, swinging her legs
back and forth like a kid.
Taeyeons eyebrows were furrowed when she parked near her truck, and it made Tiffany
chuckle, shaking her head at the short girl who was giving her an accusing gaze.
What? She asked, turning the engine off as she kicked the bike stand in place.
Her fiance was still pouting even after she had looped her arms around the latters neck, pulling
her in for a short kiss and a tight hug.
I told you to bring a car.
We havent seen each other for two days and thats the first thing youre going to say to me?
She squeezed her tighter before pressing her lips on Taeyeons cheek. I missed you.

Taeyeon turned her head and captured her lips in a slow, sweet kiss, something Tiffany had
missed in those two days they were apart.
When their parents suggested a formal engagement party, Tiffany had to go to the Hwang Estate
earlier to watch over the preparations with her mother, leaving Taeyeon behind who was also
busy setting up her own restaurant business in the city.
I missed you too. Thank you for coming.
Tiffany gave her one last peck before pulling back, smiling that smile that she knew Taeyeon
loved. I have a surprise for you.
The inquisitive look that her fiance gave her made her smile wider. She pulled her closer
towards the chopper that Taeyeon failed to give notice to and gestured at it.
No way
I love you too, and youre welcome.
No. Freaking. Way!
The once quiet highway was now filled with her husky chuckles and clapping, mixed with
Taeyeons excited squeals and nonstop chatter.
Seeing the short girl happy made Tiffany happy too, even more so because she was the one who
made her feel that way.

It surprised Tiffany when Taeyeon suddenly emerged from inside the truck with several blankets
in tow, like she knew she was going to be stranded again. There was even a mat neatly rolled at
the back of the truck, along with some extra car tools.
Im starting to think that this was planned.
She heard Taeyeon chuckling while the latter unrolled the mat, unfolding the blankets before
plopping down on the neat pile as soon she was finished. The girl beckoned for Tiffany to hop on
the back with her, lured her in with a container of her favourite sandwiches.
No, the short girl said before taking a bite out of her meal, I just came prepared.
Tiffany crawled and sat beside her fiance, scooting closer for Taeyeons warmth as the shorter
girl fed her.

It felt almost exactly like the first time, except now she knew a hundred percent that she was in
love. She was also so much happier compared to the pastso much satisfied with her life now
that she had found her other half.
She didnt think it was possiblefor the umpteenth time since she had officially dated Taeyeon,
Tiffany still couldnt believe it. Her life before meeting her was practically already complete, but
having Taeyeon in her life made everything better, made the sun shine a little brighter, made the
cold nights a lot warmer.
Just like now.
Do you mind if we stay here for a while? I kinda missed this.
Its okay, mom knows were ditching the party anyway.
Tiffany smiled when Taeyeon pulled her closer towards her, the sandwiches long forgotten at the
side. Instinctively, she rested her head and snuggled close under her fiances chin, her most
favourite spot in the world.
I missed being alone with you, Taeyeon said, pressing a soft kiss on her temple while hugging
her tighter.
Weve been too busy since we got back. Hows your restaurant coming along?
Its getting there. You? Have you told your parents about your plans to study again?
I did. And they were more than happy for it, she said, nodding against Taeyeons neck before
leaving a soft peck under her pulse point, smiling when she felt the latter shudder a bit.
Thats good to hear.
And it really was, Tiffany thought, because now she had finally found something shed really
want to do with her life.

Taeyeon felt like she had the whole world wrapped comfortably in her armsbreathing, living,
and emitting warmth that had her heart humming a soft melody.
She wished Tiffany could hear it, because her words would never be enougheven her actions
felt a little short. All she wanted was to give her everything, because compared to the heart that
Tiffany had willingly given her, the universe and everything in it, still, all seemed too small.

Cold palms pressed on her cheeks and she felt her head being tilted down, pulling her from her
thoughts. She smiled when Tiffanys warm lips pressed on the corner of her own, the cold tip of
her fiances nose nuzzling her cheek right after.
What are you thinking? Taeyeon heard her whisper.
Nothing, its just that You, she tapped on Tiffanys nose, Youre the definition of
everything I could ever want in my life.
Tiffany laughed and pulled away from her instantly, looked at her incredulously like she grew
another head.
Wow, her fiance said, amused, That was so cheesy!
Smiling, she took Tiffanys hand in her own, caressed the finger were her engagement ring sat.
You know Choosing you was one of the best decisions I have ever made in my entire life.
The laughter died down into a soft chuckle, and when Taeyeon looked up, Tiffanys eye smile
greeted her, with that playful glint still evident in her eyes. You chose me?
She nodded at that. Do you remember the first night Ive spent in the villa? When you told me
that this was fate?
Yeah. Do you believe it now?
I think I did, started to at least, because everything that happened after that had been all too
crazy to be coincidental. But thinking back I just realized that everything had been a choice,
too.
The other girl continued to look at her incredulously, one eyebrow raised and lips pursed into a
playful smirk. Taeyeon could only grin at her, throwing a pleading look that clearly said let me
explain first.
Okay, fine. Continue, Miss Kim.
Its just that Right from the start, it had all been my decisions. I chose to go on that trip to
meet you. I couldve said no to my dad, but I still pushed through with it because I wanted to go
to Paris. Driving that old truck was my choice, too. There were far more better cars to bring but I
chose that one, and it was my fault that got me stuck in the middle of nowhere.
She paused, smiled softly and pulled on Tiffany until she was back in her hold, wrapped in her
arms snugly as Taeyeon laid down on the mat and blankets with her in tow.
And then you came, she whispered, hugging her tighter for emphasis.
Now that one was fate, Tiffany replied with so much pride that the shorter girl almost laughed.

Taeyeon looked at her with her lopsided smile, her eyebrows quirked upwards. Im sure running
away was a decision too.
Tiffany rolled her eyes then, but she was still smiling, humouring what Taeyeon was trying to
point out.
You came rumbling in on your pink chopper and even though you practically didnt do
anything, I honestly think you saved me that day. You couldve ignored me and my stupid truck,
you know. But you still stopped by and tried to help me.
And your point is, Miss Kim?
Im just saying that fate shouldnt take all the credit. It might have paved the way, but its not
the one making the decisions.
Taeyeon blindly reached for Tiffanys hand and interlaced their fingers together, bringing their
hands to rest on her tummy. It almost hurt her to think that a mere wrong decision could have
taken away everything she had now, could have taken Tiffany away even before they could
meet.
And with a sigh, she drew the other girl closer to her until Tiffany was practically lying on top of
her.
Imagine if you didnt choose to stay with me that day, she whispered, It would have been a
very horrible domino effect. Worse, I dont think Id be with you right now.
Id like to think that I made the right choice of choosing you, Taeyeon said softly as she
nuzzled her nose on Tiffanys hair. And if I had to do it all over again, Id still choose to meet
you, still use my moms truck, still ask you to come to Paris with me
Lets elope.
All of a sudden, Tiffany was out her hold and was now sitting down beside her, pulling her up.
Wh-What?
I want to marry you. Now. As soon as possible. I cant wait anymore
But
Come on! Itll be like another road trip since, you know You kinda owe me one.
The short girl finally sat up, confused. I dont know what youre talking about.
Well, I didnt get to travel around! Tiffany exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air, I stayed
with you in Paris the whole time! The least you can do is to elope with me.

Taeyeon looked like she was in deep thought, and even before Tiffany could say more things to
convince her, she shrugged and grinned.
Wanna get married in Vegas?
Tiffanys smile was so wide that Taeyeon felt like her face would split in two, but she still
looked very beautiful then, because she looked so happymore than happy actually, and thats
whats important.
They looked at each other for a second, grinned at each other like fools before they rushed to get
off the back of the truck, with Tiffany running over to the blue chopper to start the engine, and
Taeyeon going back inside the vehicle to get her bag.
Hey wait, I wanna drive! Taeyeon yelled as she locked the doors, jogging over to where
Tiffany was.
No. Id like to marry you first before I die. Youre still not used to driving big ones, Taetae!
But this is mine! You gave it to me already!
Dont be such a kid! After the wedding, I promise.
Knowing that shed never win, Taeyeon pouted and grumpily hopped on the back before
wrapping her arms tightly around the other girl who was grinning victoriously.
Youre lucky I love you, she grumbled.
I love you too, thats why Im not letting you drive. Now hold on tight!
With a rev of the engine, the two zoomed away with an excited scream.
Vegas, here we come!

The End