(A/N: This is story is Kim Jonghyun centered. He's the one who's talking in every chapters for the first part of the story. This story has three parts.)

Kim Kibum is the name that I can never ever forget. I used to remember every single day when I am with him. Kibum and I met since he was just a fetus in his mother's womb and I'm already one year old. Our parents were the closest friends that you could ever imagine. My mother and Kibum's mother were bestfriends as well as our fathers. 

Even though I'm one year older than Kibum, I still manage to treat him same as my age. I didn't allow him to call me hyung but I suggested to him to call me informally as Jonghyun. I remember the times when we played in our backyard with my older sister and we eventually shared each other's toys. I never treat Kibum bad and I don't ever want him to be hurt. I don't want to see him cry that's why I let him do whatever he wants to do with my toys. Even if he asked me to have some of my toys, I'll give it to him. I'll even buy him new one if he really wants to have a new toy. I still can remember when he cried in front of me when someone grabbed his toys without permission and hurt him. I knocked out the boy who hurt Kibum. Even though I was sent to the principal the other day, I still don't care as long as I protect Kibum from any harm. 

I treat Kibum like a fragile thing that cannot be touched by anyone. No one dared to hurt Kibum when I'm around him. He always cling to my arms whenever someone touched him or nearly hit him. Kibum was easily bullied because of his weak body and feminine features. He sometimes being mistaken as gay.