For all my life he's the one who making me happy, cheer me when frustration all over my face cause my favorite doll taken away from me, When someone bullied me, He's the one who hugged me, tapped my back just to lessen the pain i felt.
From the very start he talked to me, Felt i was so protected.
"Shhhh.. What's your name by the way?"
He's so friendly, the reason why i don't have an urge to face my back on him.
I can't snob him.
"Ahhmmm.."
"What? 'Ahhmmmm' is your name? Wow." Then he laughed.
"Aniyo.."
"Then what?" Should i tell him?
"Yerim. Kim Yerim"
"Ahhh, Your name is cute. So as you."
Don't get me wrong, But my first impression on him is a playboy.
Being just a kid, he knows what words should say in a girl that surely make fall for him.
He extended his hand on me.
"How about you, What's your name?" I asked.
From a moment. He thinked.
"My name was so long. Just call me bambam."
"Is that so?"
"Ne.Come on, My hand felt hurt if you won't take it."
We became friends.... No. Let me rephrase it, Bestfriends.
We eat together, laughed together, went to our school. The two of us was being so adventurous even we're just a kid. With our backbacks on our back, we runned to the near playground in our subdivision, Promising that i wasn't a turtle.
But all the happiness we felted, faded in just one moment.
"Bambam!"
"Yerim!"
We cried as his father get his wrist to get in inside their car with his family.
My mom just tapped my shoulders making me stop crying.
I don't know where they go. Where he go. All the sadness filling my head thinking if he would be back.
From that moment came. I doesn't have a friend again. I felt so being alone especially in our school. I don't a friend whose come beside me asking if i was hungry, if i have a homework cause he doesn't. Theres no one teaching me some stuffs that i didn't know, a playbuddy all the time, asking if i was okay that i was slipped to the sliding of there playground, laughed hard on me, making fun on me in a good way.
When will you come back bambam? Wouln't i see you again?
