Han Jisung

Today was your first day at daycare; you were an 11-year-old girl. The other children were playing and running around while you just drank your juice. In the distance, you noticed a group of friends (or so you thought), when you saw the smallest and weakest one lying on the ground, crying. You felt annoyed and quickly walked toward them. When you arrived, you noticed that you were taller than the group, so it was easy to threaten them and make them leave. You approached the little boy, helped him up, and helped him gather his things. The boy looked at you so intently, as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world. You asked him his name, and as he wiped away his tears, you heard a soft "Jisung... "