When I first met him, second grade
"Good morning everyone. My name is Na Jaemin. Please take care of me." the boy in front said and smiled.
He's cute, I said to myself.
The teacher told him to sit beside me beacuse the seat beside me is the only one available.
"Hi" he said
I just nodded and returned my attention to my teacher who was starting to discuss our new lesson.
"You don't like me" he said while looking down
I just ignored him. I really don't talk that much. And what he said earlier is a statement not a question so there's no reason for me to reply.
I was shocked when I heard someone sobbing. It was my seat mate.
"Why are you crying? Please don't cry, I don't want to be scolded by our teacher." I said as I try my best to calm him down
I don't know why he's crying.
an idea came into my mind.
"Hey, do you want to be friends with me?" I asked
He stopped crying and looked at me
"You don't hate me?" he asked. Slowly looking up to face me
"No" I said and smiled at him to assure him that I don't hate him.
He smiled widely at me but after a few seconds he frowned.
"I still don't know your name." he said
"My name is Kisha" I said and smiled at him
"Hi Kisha I'm Jaemin. Starting today we're bestfriends" he said and smiled widely at me
He really likes to smile a lot.
And that smile is the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.
