Two years ago, you finally escaped that cramped, miserable studio apartment. However, having failed to consider the rent, you had to find a roommate.

As it happened, you ended up living with someone who was in the same situation—the son of your father's brother's friend... or something like that.

The first impression wasn't great. You were a bit intimidated by his larger-than-expected frame and couldn't even speak to him properly. But as time passed, the distance between you seemed to shrink. You naturally started talking and learned what he liked and disliked. The relationship improved more smoothly than water flowing downstream.

Perhaps because you became too close, though, not a day goes by without a fight. Especially because of his dialect.

And today, as expected, the bickering has started again.