“Do you remember when we met for the first time? We were in second grade. The look on your face when you found that porn site was to die for. You're lucky I was there to save your rapping Koala ass before they kicked you out of that internet café.

Who knew that would be the start of our story.”

***

“Annyeong, samchon. I would like to use your computer to submit my school work.” Namjoon bowed as he greeted the shop owner.

“Sure, son, use anyone that is free and pay me when you are done.” The shop owner smiled at him gleefully.

Namjoon took his place at one of the empty computers, it was next to a girl with red hair who appeared to be around his age. Not taking much note of her, he continued to do the work he came to do.

A few moments later, an ad had popped up on his screen that Namjoon has never seen before. Out of curiosity, he clicked on it, when snapshots of naked people opened up. His eyes widened as saucers with shock as he stared back at the screen. 

His body paled to a point anyone would think he had died. Frigid from shock, Namjoon only reacted when the screen went blank, and he heard a girl chuckle next to him.

“Didn't take you for a porn kind of kid, Kim Namjoon.” She teased, another chuckle fleeing when she saw that the boy was still in shock.

“P-Porn? W-what is porn?” He questioned, totally baffled at the newly heard term. 

“Porn is adult films that you and I should never ever watch or think about at our age.”

The girl moved away from him and towards the cashier to pay for her time in the shop, turning and heading out the entrance once she was done.

Namjoon fumbled out of his seat and quickly paid for his time before he ran out the door, attempting to catch up with the red-haired girl.

“W-wait a second!” He called out, trying to catch up to her. “You're one of the Park girls, Aro am I, right? How do you know who I am and how did you know what those pictures were?”

“One, we go to the same school, same grade, just different classes. And I make it a habit of knowing people. Two, you're correct, my name is Park Aro. Three, I have a brother who is 6 years older than me. My sister and I caught him watching porn once and he explained it to us” Aro answered, wandering towards a lone bench before sitting down.

“Ah, well– thank you for saving me from a very embarrassing situation back there. Would you like to be friends?” Namjoon asked shyly, the edges of his ears began to turn red as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Sure, from what I observed you seem like a nice person,” Aro admitted, smiling sweetly at him.

“That's not creepy at all,” He chuckled. “Why do observe people like that anyway? And why are you here alone?” Namjoon asked as he took a seat next to her on the bench.

“Well, I'm not alone, I've got you here. I'm waiting for my Oppa, so we can go home. I observe people to tell whether I can really trust them or not. It's a bit of an artist thing. Come, let me show you.”

Aro pulled Namjoon closer as she showed him how to observe people for the next hour.