Clueless | DAERIN

17: who?

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It is New Year's Eve.

I am finally going home!

I can finally see Haerin again!

Although it is eleven at night, I won't be arriving home until early tomorrow morning.

"You look happy," Haerin teases with a smirk.

I roll my eyes at her, my cheeks warming at her statement.

I made a last-minute decision to video chat with her before I leave since I haven't talked to her in a week.

"I am," I declare.

I don't even bother to try and hide the excitement in my voice.

"I finally get to see your beautiful face in person again," I subtly tease her.

This surprises her.

Her jaw drops the slightest bit from shock, her cheeks gradually turning red before my eyes.

I smile at her reaction as she embarrassedly looks down at her hands.

Aww.

She is so cute.

She awkwardly clears her throat before changing the subject.

"Are you spending New Year's with your family?" she curiously asks me.

I raise an eyebrow at the beautiful brunette.

Is she serious?

"Spend a holiday with my toxic, homophobic parents," I say, lifting one of my hands, "or spend a holiday with my future girlfriend."

Her breath hitches at this answer.

I have no clue if it is from shock or excitement.

I ignore it and move my arms up and down as if they were a scale, eventually stopping with my second hand higher than the first one.

"I think you know which one I'm picking," I state firmly.

She rolls her eyes at me.

"Tell me more about this 'future girlfriend' you speak of," she questions with a teasing tone.

I laugh at her joking nature when she rests her chin on her closed fist, seemingly leaning said arm on a flat surface.

She is such a dork at times.

I tuck a strand of my blonde hair behind one of my ears so that it is out of my face.

My heart clenches when I notice her smiling at my hysteric laughter.

Ugh.

She is so freaking cute!

I go to answer her only to be interrupted by a different voice coming from her end.

"Hey there, cutie," the voice says with a flirty tone.

What the—?

"Ready to cause some mischief?" the voice teases.

It sounds like a teenage girl.

I furrow my eyebrows at this.

I do not recognize that person's voice.

I wonder who it could be.

Haerin looks up from her cellphone, and her entire face instantly lights up.

I feel my heart painfully clench in my chest again.

Ouch.

"Flower, hey!" she greets happily.