In the middle of November, in the middle of the orange tree-filled park, at the end of the bench, sat you and a boy your age, Jisoo. He looked familiar. You weren’t sure where he was from. You were sure you’d seen him around before, not just at the park.

You were staring at him while spaced out, trying to connect the dots on where you had seen the sweet, innocent boy before. You pop out of your mind for a second to see Jisoo’s wide eyes on you. He noticed you staring for a long time and flinched at your gaze. "Uhm…" He started before quickly looking back down at his crosswords book.

You felt your face grow hot from the sheer amount of embarrassment. You felt like an idiot; a creepy idiot…

The boy at the other end of the bench, Jisoo, soon tapped your shoulder, freeing you from your unorganized mind yet again, "D…Do you have a minute?" Jisoo asked as he scooted closer to you, "I’m a bit confused here…" He mumbled as he hovered his pen over an empty crossword puzzle row.

"Aren’t those for old people?" You joked as he stared at him. Jisoo frowned and looked at the ground, "I guess…it was my Grandmas…I wanted to finish the puzzle she wasn't able to before passing…" He muttered under his breath, more to himself than you.

When he looked back at you, your jaw hung open. You quickly grabbed the crossword book from him along with the pen, "I’m so, so, sorry. Yeah…I’ll help..." You replied. Your voice dripping with guilt, as you looked at the hint to find out the word he was stuck on Jisoo’s eyes lit up as you accepted his request for help and clasped his hands together. "Thank you!"