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It all started in preschool. When they were 5 years old...

Mark was playing in the sandbox, driving his toy car up and down on sand hills, making fake car noises, when he heard boys cries.

He got up slowly and carefully, going to the wall where he had heard the noises.

He saw boys bigger than himself throwing stones and sticks at a boy that looked about his age. The boy was bending down, crying.

Mark felt a surge anger rush through himself, running towards the big boys.

"Hey! Go away, you mean bullies!" He shouted loudly. The one with a piercing in his nose laughed.

"What are you gonna do about it, huh? Tell your widdle mommy?" He teased, the two other boys laughing.

Mark folded his arms, "No, I'm gonna go tell the police, and their gonna get rid of you." Despite his young age, he was smart af.

The boys stopped, and ran away as fast as they could. Mark smiled, satisfied with himself.

He bent down peering at the boy on the floor with concern. He had various cuts on his face and arms, and a huge gash on his left leg.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Mark asked gently. The boy just let out a sob, obviously in pain.

Mark helped him get up, slinging one arm over his shoulder, and helping him limp to the nurses office.

He demanded to sit there while the nurse was bandaging the boys legs, holding his hand the whole time.

After the nurse had finished, and went to fetch something, Mark squeezed the boys hand.

"My names Mark. What's yours?" He asked, tilting his head, looking at the boy.

"D-Donghyuck. Lee Donghyuck." He mumbled, wiping his tears from his eyes.

Mark smiled widely, "Let's be best friends, Lee Donghyuck!"

And ever since then, they have been closer than ever.

A/N: It's crap, I know. But pwease supporttt~

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