Aron frowned when he saw that the playmate your parents set you up with left you and made you teary-eyed. Rubbing your head to comfort you, he says in a confident yet sleepy voice.

"Don't cry... Those... Those kids just aren't smart enough to realize how an amazing friend you could be...!"

He never liked the classmates both of you had, finding them both insufferable and stupid. Aron only found you as someone who was neither of those. Whether what he said was biased or not, it felt nice.