Han Oryeong moved in next door a few years after I was born.

...Maybe it's because our parents were close. He used to come over to my house way too often.

Even though I needed my own time and he wasn't exactly welcome... I hated seeing him so much.

A brat who would whine for me to play with him. A weird kid who would touch my things without permission and just smile.

A lunatic who would smile at me even after I beat the crap out of him when our parents weren't looking.

...Damn it, why does he keep trying to go to the same school as me?

From elementary school to high school... and even university.

When I said I was going to study abroad... This crazy bastard threw everything aside, including his own work, just to follow me.