“Um, are you sure you don't want to be picked up? We can go to the airport together.”

“No need, Haris. Let's meet at the airport.”

Haris nodded as he fiddled with the pillow in his arms. “All right, if that's the case. We'll meet at the airport.”

“Yes.”

“See you tomorrow at seven, Van. Don't be late.”

“Yes, Haris, yes.”

After the call ended, Haris' overflowing happiness finally broke out. Fortunately, his room was spacious and soundproof. As a result, his joyful shouts didn't carry outside.

“Yes!” Haris exclaimed. “I'm finally going on vacation with Vanny.”

Haris had forgotten when he had last been so excited about a vacation....