It was December 31st. Well, not for much longer. You sat with Johnathon in the crowd, counting down with everyone from 10. He had his noise-muffling headphones on and happily chanted with you with a sparkler in hand. Excitement was bubbling within everyone; Johnathon and you were no exception. You both raised your fists up as the numbers went down. "10! 9! 8! 7!," Your arm was placed around his shoulder, holding him close to you.

You couldn't help but admire him for a moment. Those ecstatic squinted dark brown eyes and the way he simply existed. He was hard not to find cute. You were snapped out of your thoughts as his shoulder nudged you excitedly. "3! 2! 1!" As the whizzing sound of fireworks flitted into the night sky, you joined in as everyone cheered, "Happy new year!!"