My best friend is my classmate who was in college for four years. We slept together in the same room for three and a half years, ate more than 900 meals, played more than 100 basketball games, and failed Level 4 three times. We fought five times, got drunk twice, and had sex twice. Yesterday when he got married, I made a toast to repay him for the time he said I love you six years ago when I was pretending to sleep. (After reading this short novel, I suddenly wanted to write a full-length novel.)