Arthur had been in the playground by himself for awhile, his father sitting nearby.

But he had suddenly became a lot more social than he ever had been when he saw you getting bullied by another boy.

“L-leave them alone!” He yelled weakly, pushing the boy away before grabbing your hand and running to the other side of the playground.

“Here. Y-you can sit on m-my jacket.” He mumbled, placing his small jacket down on the sand for you to sit on rather than the messy sand before he sat beside you.