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“Hey Haibara!”
The strawberry blonde turned around at the call of her name, eyes narrowing as she watched Conan slowly waltz towards her.
Haibara clicked her tongue at the pace he was walking at, right foot tapping impatiently before redirecting her gaze to the sight of classmates and students trickling out from the school gates onto the streets. The sky outside was still blue and bright, but there were hints of orange creeping up already from the refraction of light.
The kids were still in school, just in different parts of it due to the different errands they received as part of the Detective Boys Club. Truth to be told, it was unusual to be split up like this, but it couldn’t be helped.
Sensing that the young detective had finally reached her, if the shadow reaching her feet and the silence in the hallway was any indication, and being the courteous person she is, she waited for him to tell her whatever he came for.
.
.
.
Evidently, he preferred being a drama king first, seeing how he chose to not say anything and waited for her attention first. Not that she cared or bothered.
There was no reason for her to wait at his words to hear about them, nor feel her heart leaping out of her throat anymore now that they are all gone. So this suspense of his is just for plain fun, for the theatrics.
“Ahem!”
Haibara turned around to glare at Conan, tongue clicking at the sight of the middle-schooler looking at her, both hands buried into his pockets and his head tilting in an annoying way.
“What?”
If only she could describe how infuriating it was to watch his grin widen at her glare.
“Do you remember what class we have next?”
Haibara huffed at his question, “Home.”
“I mean tomorrow morning’s first class!”
“... ch-”
“Wait! Don’t answer that!”
Haibara looked at how Conan suddenly shoved his hands in front of her face and waved them around, seriously contemplating whether to just swat them away simply because he was being annoying.
She did.
“Hey!”
“Stop wasting my time and just spit it out.”
“Yeesh…” Conan rubbed his arms as if they actually hurt, before standing upright again with a boyish grin on his face, “do you remember what class we have next?”
“Ch-”
“Can you just say “What?” like usual?!”
Taking her glare as one of affirmation, he coughed as if to signal that he was starting the question again.
“Do you remember what class we have next?”
She might just entertain him for now. “What?”
His face brightened at her response, flashing her his signature smirk before fluently switching to another language.
“We have chemistry.”
And as if pleased with himself, he leaned back, blue eyes glimmering as he observed her reaction. But Haibara just could not compute, instead waited for him to further elaborate, willing herself not to think about what had just transpired.
This four-eyed brat did not just make a chemistry pun.
Haibara could only respond with a deadpan face before turning her back towards him and walking away from him, ignoring the spluttering boy behind her.
“Haibara! Wait up! It wasn’t that bad, was it?!”
Was it? Wouldn’t want to overreact given how basic it was.
Listening to the grumblings of the boy who finally caught up with her, something along the lines of never listening to Heiji’s tips again or how she could have at least reacted a little bit more positively to it, Haibara decided to just keep the fact that it was in fact a good pun to herself.
“Why, were you expecting a reaction?”
From the corner of her eyes, she observed how his expression and his feet froze, before smirking herself at his flabbergasted look.
Can’t let his ego get any bigger after all.