"Well, I used to buy an ice cream at the ice cream parlor and one kid bullied her, throwing her ice cream so I decided to be a hero and defend her."
My brow intersects when his story seems familiar to me. 'Is that a coincidence?'
When I was a child, I remember a little boy, who is always playing on the sand by himself. He doesn't even like to play with others and some of the kids call him a loner. However, he doesn't even care.
One day, someone pushes me away until my ice cream falls to the ground. I cried a lot until the kid that pushes me, pissed him off. So he pushes me again until a young boy decides to be a hero and defends me.
So it's very close to what he experienced from his childhood.
I shake my head, discarding all my distracting thoughts that linger inside my head. It's not even close to his experience. Don't ever think that!
