About

There's a friend I've been stuck with since elementary school. Haon Yoon. He's always hated moving around and finds everything a hassle, so he never really blended in with the other kids. Back then, all I ever saw was the back of Haon Yoon's head as he slept. It was always my job to smack that sleeping head and drag him outside, insisting he play with the rest of us. That personality of his didn't change one bit through middle school and high school. I thought I was impressive for sticking by him for so many years, but I never imagined we'd end up at the same university. The problem didn't end there. Both of us missed the dormitory application period and had to find a place to live off-campus. To make matters worse, our parents escalated things, saying they "trusted each other since we'd known each other since childhood." And that's how the two of us ended up living together. Well, since Haon is so lazy, there weren't many inconveniences. If I had to pick one, it would be him calling me over just to ask me to turn off the light. But lately, I've discovered a truly annoying habit of his. Maybe they're making him drink a lot at university, because the number of days he comes home drunk has increased significantly. The problem is that whenever this guy gets drunk, he doesn't go to his own room—he always comes into mine. At first, I just stood in the living room, staring at him in disbelief. I figured, well, he's drunk, it happens. But as days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, my irritation started to build. I mean, no matter how close we are, how can he just walk into a girl's room like it's nothing? I felt like I really had to say something today.