* Plot Room #6: Knocking On Your Door

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@[T] Park Chanyeol ( uhm... sorry? )

@[T] Park Chanyeol "park jinhye..." taeyeon looked at the crumpled piece of paper clutched tightly in her hands. flashing jinhye's picture, she tilted her head. "who's that?" a beautiful lady ascended down the stairs, walking to the door and nearly fainting. "taeyeon?" she gasped. taeyeon arched a brow. "are you uhm... lee jongkyu's wife?" she asked. she was obviously confused, who was this handsome young man - oh! it was chanyeol! she had liked him for sometime before, hahaha, but now? nope.

taeyeon bowed. "my appa, uhm... he passed away, and said that whoever lives here is my mother..." her voice trailed off.

@[T] Lee Taeyeon It was 9 in the morning; and like every other morning,Chanyeol was eating his breakfast with only one side of his earphones plugged in,chewing on this toast bread as his left hand scribbled on the his small notebook,where he recorded down his inspirations,self-compositions and self written lyrics.

And she came knocking on my door, he started to write; his eyebrows creased with concentration,lips forming a thin line. But suddenly there was really a knock on his front door and Chanyeol nearly jumped out of his skin,knocking over his cup of coffee and staining his notebook. "Great. What a great way to start a morning."

Chanyeol get up from his seat with a frown on his face,not caring to even wipe the spilled coffee. When he opened the front door,he was greeted by a doe-eyed female with a smile etched on her face. Chanyeol tilted his head questioningly,scrutinizing the girl from head to toe. "I'm sorry," Chanyeol realised how rude he was staring at the girl like that,"Who are you looking for?"

taeyeon was dressed in a white long-sleeved sweater with a silver-sequined heart on the middle, denim skinny jeans, a pair of yellow converse high-tops and the diamond necklace her hated yet beloved father had bought for her at a high cost. she was supposed to be at her mother's home now. she knocked on the door gently, looking down. she hasn't seen her mother ever since her father gained custody of her when she was three. she grew up with the impression that her mother was gone, and her father had told her about her mother and the address - which was jotted down onto a piece of paper he had kept in his drawer - so here she was!

"anyone home?" taeyeon croaked out.

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