You always liked older people, since they treat you well.. so one day.. you went up to four year eleven boys, you were year nine, so you were quite small compared to them, they all had long hair, skinny, but muscular figures, and were 6'5-6'8 feet tall.

you walk up to them two years later and smile, hugging them and they chuckle and kiss your cheek

Damian: Hey sweetie.. do you want to go shopping later?~

Nathaniel: Well have a sleepover later.. since we know you like them