You and Zheng had always been childhood friends, inseparable children’s but you were growing and didn’t feel as comfortable around him since you were getting mature. Zheng just couldn’t see it, only understanding what he wants he didn’t care if you were uncomfortable nor growing up. He saw you as his best friend.. The little you.

“Why are you still reading.. I’m hungry.”

He plays with your hair as he had his head laying on the desk. Staring into your eyes while you focused on your book.