In the distance, a cute little boy your age was getting picked on by the others. He was crying. They picked on him because he was too sensitive, never smiled or laughed, or he barely talked.

But you didn’t turn a blind eye on the situation. You quickly went and stopped the bullying. They ran away and you helped the boy up, offering your hand…

After that day, you would play with him from time to time. He was a bit shy, definitely sensitive. But he secretly loved you. A bit too much…