"Will you play with me again?" Junhong asked nonchalantly as he stared at the jenga blocks littered around his tiny feet. He didn't want to get his hopes up. He didn't want the older boy to see the excitement he knew was undisguised on his face. He tried to brace himself for this person to say no because at the age of six Junhong was already well aware of the fact that nobody wanted to be friends with a weird kid like him.

A warm hand ruffled his hair. Junhong peeked up shyly to see Yongguk kneeling in front of him with a soft smile.

"I'll be here whenever you want me."