Blackpink Imagines

Colors of Love: Jennie💕

Word Count: 7k

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"Hazel, come on! You're going to be late for your first day," I called out, a hint of urgency in my voice as I stood by the door, checking the time repeatedly.

"Coming, Mommy!" Hazel's excited voice echoed down the hallway. Within moments, she darted towards me, her eyes bright with anticipation. I enveloped her in a tight embrace, planting playful kisses all over her face as she giggled with delight.

"Are you excited?" I asked, trying to contain my own excitement as we stepped outside. The morning air was crisp, and the sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue over everything around us.

Hazel nodded vigorously, her curls bouncing with each movement. "Yes, Mommy! I can't wait to meet new friends and learn new things!"

Locking the door behind us, I couldn't help but feel a rush of pride and nostalgia, watching my little girl embark on this new adventure.

As we made our way towards Colorful Petals Kindergarten in the car, Hazel's excitement was palpable. Her chatter filled the space, talking about all the things she hoped to do and the friends she wanted to make. The vibrant energy was contagious, and I couldn't help but smile as I stole glances at her through the rearview mirror.

Upon arriving at the kindergarten, Hazel's enthusiasm flickered into nervousness. I gently unbuckled her from her car seat and held her hand, guiding her towards the classroom. But as we approached, her grip on my hand tightened, and I could see the worry etched on her face.

"Mommy, I don't feel good. I want to go home," Hazel whimpered softly, her voice tinged with anxiety.

Kneeling down to her level, I looked into her eyes, noticing the flicker of nervousness within them. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close in a reassuring hug. "Hazel, honey, you're going to be okay. It's normal to feel a little nervous on the first day. I promise you, you'll have so much fun, make lots of new friends, and learn amazing things. But if you still don't feel good by lunchtime, I'll come and pick you up, alright?"

"Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible, but I could sense a slight ease in her tension.

With a gentle smile, I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead before walking her to her classroom. As we approached the door, her apprehension seemed to lessen, replaced by a glimmer of curiosity as she peered into the colorful room filled with toys and other children.

"You've got this, Hazel," I encouraged her softly, squeezing her hand before giving her one last reassuring smile as she stepped into her new classroom. Watching her take hesitant steps forward, I knew this was the start of her own journey, filled with discoveries and adventures, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions - pride, anticipation, and a touch of wistfulness as I watched my little one begin her first day at kindergarten.

As I stood there, watching Hazel immerse herself in the activities, a voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned to see a striking woman standing beside me, her presence captivating.

"Is she yours?" the woman asked, her voice friendly and warm. I nodded, a proud smile forming on my lips.

"Yes, she is," I replied, feeling a mix of surprise and curiosity at the sudden conversation.

The woman's gaze shifted back to Hazel, and a soft smile graced her lips. "She looks like you. She's beautiful, just like her mom," she complimented, her eyes twinkling as she glanced at me and playfully winked.