Take these with a grain of salt. Until I see another article with the same scenarios I will consider this as Model Press’ own interpretation of the Time Machine PV.
Sitting in the back seat of a luxury car. It is the end of the relationship. She knows of this, but in order to connect with her busy boyfriend who holds everything in building his own company, she overreaches herself a little. Even now, his car comes around to meet her. When that happens, she musn’t regret it. However, it is only her riding in that car. He is not next to her. She is tired of overreaching herself. She doesn’t need expensive clothes and bags. She wants to return to her real self. You can see a little hope in that sad face.
Yoona has an upcoming wedding ceremony. But, feelings of an ex-boyfriend have always been lying somewhere in her heart. Yoona is running. It doesn’t matter what her ex-boyfriend is doing now. She runs thinking if there is a chance to go back to the old times. Instead of the congratulatory rice shower, it is like the snow is blessing the new Yoona. She tries to go back to him. No matter how it ends up.
Right now, the relationship with him has ended. She runs out of the store, the tears of rain fall. There wasn’t supposed to be any regrets. When they broke up, she put on a strong facade and dressed in a black set up. In front of the car’s headlights, it makes the rain sparkle and makes Sunny’s clothes shine. To hide the tears, it rains. After a long bout of crying, Sunny walks forward. There is a slight flow of hope in her expression.
The sun shines through the window. Right now Taeyeon is happy. However, inadvertently thinking of the past, she thinks of a past boyfriend. In that contented life, just thinking about it causes her chest to tighten. It was fun when they were going out. Just the smallest mistake and they went their separate ways. She often thinks about what would have happened if they continued to be together. For sure, right now, she is happy. But what if it was a different kind of happiness?
On the streets of London, the street lights line up. Hyoyeon is wearing leather. She is waiting for her ex-boyfriend, but she doesn’t know if he’ll come. She arbitrarily told him she wanted to meet him. If she was able to go back in time, she would call him desperately. Hyoyeon looks at the time, but he doesn’t come. The men’s size antique Rolex she received from her grandfather is a little big for her wrist. Only time passes. Finally stopping looking at her watch, she looks to the sky. The light of the evening street lamps lights her face.
In the middle of a mansion, Seohyun is in an all white room. In the middle of a gentle white room, she wears all white clothes and wears a corsage on top her head. Her parents don’t like her going out. She knows that. She is what you might call a boxed-in daughter. Many years ago, she had a person she loved. That boy went far away. If she was able to go back, she would want to tell of her unrequited love to him. If she was able to confess; that is the dream she is living in right now. Building up courage, she runs out. To him.
Staying at a hotel. She is staying in a slightly classic type of room. Sooyoung is a careerwoman. The hotel is in a country she is visiting for work. The provided telephone is not the type you usually see anymore. The person who calls is him. While talking they quarrel. When did it become like that? Even in that busyness, she knows they cross paths. Thinking of it now, it also has become something not like this. She doesn’t want to show her crying face over the phone. Sooyoung speaks of breaking up. After a few minutes of silence, the two laugh. They both laugh off their stubborness.
Tiffany strolls through the park. She cannot voice out and cry at home. When it happens, this park is the perfect place. Nobody will call her foolish and she is able to cry. After joining the company, she went out with a fellow co-worker repeatedly. Talk of getting married was spoken, but one day he wanted to break up with her suddenly. Even after many months passed, she still doesn’t know the reason. If they can’t go back, she wants to ask why. “Is it my fault?” If she knew why (and tied up loose ends), she would be able to move forward.
At home, she grips her cell phone. She patiently waits for the sound of a message notification. The phone does not ring. To distract herself from the loneliness, she has a party with friends. When her friends go home, the loneliness comes back. In reality, she already realizes that it ended somewhere. On the other hand, she still hopes to continue on with him. The hand that grips the cell phone becomes tighter.