Summary: Danielle has a secret admirer.
(who could it possibly be...🤔)
Danielle stares down at the piece of paper, slipped into her locker sometime between second period and now.
I just wanted to let you know that I think you're beautiful.
The handwriting is tidy, unfamiliar, the words even more unfamiliar, no one has ever called her beautiful before.
Danielle glances around, wonders if this is some practical joke, wonders if she's going to look down the hallway and find a group of students laughing at her, laughing at the fact that she believed the note was from someone who might actually like her.
She sees nothing though, no one out of the ordinary, no one paying attention to her, no one looking like they've just been waiting for her to open her locker.
Despite the fact that this is probably just some elaborate joke, some of the popular students picking on her, she slips the paper into her pocket instead of just throwing it into the trash like she should, because some part of her, some small part, hopes against all logic that it's real.
I could spend forever looking into your eyes. Your eyes are my favorite feature.
Danielle's heart skips as she reads the note that she finds in her locker two days later. They're just words, and words shouldn't have this much power over her, especially when she doesn't know who this note is from, but they do.
It means someone has noticed her, someone has looked at her long enough, someone has remembered that detail and then taken the time to write her a note and slip it into her locker.
The handwriting is neat again, just like the last one, and Danielle hopes it's a girl behind this writing. No one knows about her, she's never told anyone, but she hopes this person can see that too.
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I saw you smile today, it's the first time I've seen you smile before. You laughed at one of Hanni's jokes in chemistry and all I could think about was how I wanted to make you smile like that.
Chemistry.
She's only received a few notes from this person, but this is the first real clue she's gotten about who could be behind them.
There's only twenty-seven people in her chemistry class which suddenly narrows the pool of people from hundreds down to just a handful. If you remove the boys, then it narrows down the selection even more.
She reads the note again, smiles as she tucks it into her notebook where the others now sit. She thinks about investigating further, now that she's so much closer to the truth, but she's not sure if she wants to, because what if it's a guy? What if it's someone she doesn't like? Which is actually ninety-eight percent of the school's population.
Maybe she's not so keen to find out who it is, dreams are usually better than reality anyway.
*****
Kang Haerin punched someone in the face for her today. Danielle doesn't even care about the fact that her clothes are completely ruined, covered in paint because the school's quarterback thought it would be funny to steal paint from the art class and throw it at her.
It's not like something like that hasn't happened before. This is the first time anyone has ever stood up for her, though.
"Are you okay?" Haerin asks. Danielle almost knocked over by how concerned she looks.
She nods, too shocked to speak.
Haerin gets detention, and so does the quarterback. He's pissed by the outcome, but Haerin just shrugs and says it was worth it.
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NewJeans One Shots
FanfictionCompilation of NewJeans ships especially Bbangsaz and Daerin. Let's gaur Gays!