You and your so called “childhood buddy” live in the same house because his parents are poor and don't have money do that's why they live with you.

“Luhan!” you whine, “Give me my teddy bear back!” you eyes start to get teary as you chase him around the room.

“Merrong!” Luhan doesn't care and keeps running away from you with your teddy bear your omma-nim gave you on your birthday, “Come get it, cry baby.”

You give up and sob on the floor, really wanting it back, “Omma! Appa!” You cry out.

Luhan tsked, “What did I tell you about tattle-telling? That's only for babies.”

“I'm not a baby! I'm five years old!” you cry.

“Sure.” Luhan raises an eyebrow and peeks over you from behind the chair, “Then why are you crying.”

“B-because of my bear, you stupid.” you crouch, bringing your knees to your chest.

“I'm not stupid like you.”

“Argh!” you pounce on Luhan behind the chair, hitting him to get your bear back.

“What are you- ah!” Luhan screams like a little girl.

You squeezed his balls hard and run to the other side of the room with your teddy bear in your hand, “Teddy.” you sniffle.

“Mama!” Luhan cries, crouching his body on the floor in pain.

Age 10:

Luhan's omma yells as she turns on hot water into the tub, “Time for a bath, Lulu!”

“Coming, Mama!” Luhan runs into the bathroom and starts taking off his clothes.

Mrs. Lu stops the water and closes the door as she leaves, “Be done by 8: 30.”

“Nae, Mama!” Luhan sinks into the warmth of the water and starts bringing out the shampoo until the door clicked. Luhan looked over at the door.

You stood there innocently and tended to squeak out, “I want to bath too.”

Luhan blinked, “You can do it after me, crybaby.”

Your eyes started to get teary, “I want to..”

You and Luhan looked across from each other in the tub, “Why is there rubber ducks in here?”

You smiled and shoved the rubber duck in his face, “Its a rubber duck!” the duck squeaked as you pressed it.

Luhan sighs, “Just hurry up and bathe yourself!”

Age 10... still:

“Luhan!” Luhan's Papa called out.

“Nae, Papa?” Luhan runs down the stairs.

“Pack all of your things, son.”

Luhan asks, “Waeyo? Are we going on vacation?”

“No son,” Mr. Lu smiles, “We are moving.”

“Wave “bye”, Sun Young!” Your omma waves as the car of the Lu family drives off.

You smile, “Bye, Luhan! See you, never!”

Your parents laugh.

“Omma?” you look at her.

“Nae, Youngie?”

“Where are they moving to?” you ask.

“They're moving to China.”

“Okay!” You smile.