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"Heyy shorty!" Sunghoon greets Jake who was walking somewhere.

"Hey yourself." Jake smiles at him.


"Where are you going?"

"In the backyard." Jake whispers as if it was something big of a secret.

"Why?" Sunghoon whispers back.

"To read?" Jake whispers again.


"Why are we whispering?" Sunghoon ask.

"Because we are not allowed in the backyard."

"Then why?"

"I have my friend there. And he is alone most of the time. Atleast I should go give him company."

"Friend?"

"You don't need to know. Go to your practice." Jake smiles as he walks ahead.




Sunghoon stares at the fading figure, his brows forrowing in curiousity about that unknown friend. 


"Who is that friend?" Sunghoon murmurs to himself as he walks towards library. He turns to the corner arriving at balcony from where the backyard could be seen clearly, forgetting about his practice.



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"Hello uncle." Jake greets as soon as he enters the backyard, "Here. lunch for you." Jake hands him the sandwich.

"Thankyou Jakey." The gardener for school's garden smiles at his presence.

"Hmm no need." Jake smiles, "You sit and eat, while I water the flowers." 

"I can do that myself young boy." Uncle Lee smiles at him.

"I know uncle but I just want to help and also if I help it'll be so much faster and you can also run back to your grandson faster." Jake smiles, proud of his idea.

"Thankyou." Uncle Lee smiles at him.

"Just trust me, I'll do a good job." Jake smiles as he picks up the watering pot.




And being engaged in his own work, Jake didn't notice the warm gaze towards him from the balcony. Sunghoon is smiling looking at him. 


"He looks beautiful." Sunghoon murmures staring at Jake, whose smile was brighter than the sunrays.

He stood there staring at him forgetting about everything just admiring his beautiful eyes, nose and his favorite smile when he was interrupted by the sudden call, he hisses as he answers the phone.


"WHY?" Sunghoon says in his annoyed tone.

"WHY? It's practice time!" He heard his coach yell.


"I-I am sorry coach. I am coming." He hangs up the call running back to the practice room.

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