“Ahhhh! I am so proud of you.” Jisoo has been clapping and jumping around while watching me as I get ready for the Prom night. She was done getting ready first because we got the same makeup artists and decided to prepare in my room. “My Yoon Mara is so beautiful.” She even takes lots of pictures of me since earlier.
“Kim Jisoo, stop,” I said as I get shy because of how hyped she is. “You are even happier to see me get dressed than my own mother.” And my Mom who also watches from behind laughs at her.
“Why?” Jisoo raises her brows at me through the mirror. Then she turns to face my Mom. “Your daughter is so pretty, isn't she Eommonie?”
“Of course, she is,” my Mom responded. These two get along so well. Jisoo appears to be even closer to mg Mom than me, her own daughter.
Jisoo nods at h
