A little 6 years old boy was swinging in his swing , his mom slightly pushing the swing from the left side.
"Higher mom higher"
He shouted but only near ones could hear it.
"Here we go then"
His mom replied back with the exact excited voice as her son.
He was having fun of his life.
Until he noticed a small figure sitting on the park's bench.
"Mom can you stop the swing please"
Yeonjun asked his mother politely and received a 'okay but why' look.
Yeonjun got the meaning behind her expression but he decided to tell it later.
He got up from the swing and went to the bench boy.
He stood in front of him and put forward his right arm for a handshake.
"Hi! My name is Choi Yeonjun what is yours?"
The bench boy hesitantly replied and got a view of yeonjun's wide and pretty smile.
"Can we be friends binnie?"
"S-sure"
Yeonjun look over his mom and waved his hand higher up and took his new friend to the slide.
His mom understand that why he suddenly stopped swinging but decided to ask her son later and get a satisfying reply from his mouth.
It was evening time , Yeonjun was holding his mother's hand and was walking back home.
That's when his mother Decided to ask.
"Healing-ie~"
She vocalized grabbing the attention from her son.
"Yes mom"
Yeonjun looked at her.
"Why did you made me stop the swing before?"
"Oh that it was because binnie was alone"
"Does binnie don't have other friends to play with ?"
"Nope he said others didn't wanted to be friends with him"
"And why did you Become?"
" ummm because he seem very sad alone there but i wanted to be friends with him because i like him we have same likings mom"
"Good boy Healing-ie"
His mother bend a little and ruffled his hair.
Since ever then he wanted to be a good boy for everyone.
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