"Kkamjong," I poked his cheek.

"How dare you," he glared.

"Whatt? It's not like you have any other name I could call you with," I muttered.

"What do you mean no other name?! You could just call me Jongin like other people do!"

"Too bad, I'm not like other people," I laughed.

"Shut up,"

"Okay, so, I wanted to ask you something,"

"What?"

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"I don't know, I'm 8. Shouldn't we think about those kind of stuff when we are teens?" he raised a brow.

"You think you're the only person who's 8? I'm 8 too! When I grow up, I want to have lots and lots of money!"

"For what?"

"For me! I want a big house, and a Ferrari! And a Porsche, Lamborghini, and a big lawn, a swimming pool-"

"Why do you need all that?" he cut me off.

"I don't need it, I want it," 

"Whatever you say," he rolled his eyes.

"I can give you money, too!" I clapped my hands excitedly.

"Ooo~ Thank you," he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Dude, stop it,"

"Eunchae, it's getting dark, come inside," Omma called out.

"Arasso!" I said as I got up.

"Jongin, time to go home!" Aunty Kim called Jongin from across the street. Yeah, his house was just infront of mine.

"Bye Jongin," I waved to him.

"Jongin!" I called him.

"What?"

"Look right and left!" I yelled and laughed.

"What the? I know that!" he yelled back and ran across the street.

"Bye Eunchae!" he waved when he got to the gate of his house.

I waved back and went inside.

A/N : Okay so this chapter is just talk talk and talk... Okay, bye ^^