About

My twenties. We met on a blind date during our freshman year of college. I was an engineering major, and he was a medical student. We weren't in the same department, but we got a studio apartment together and lived together, maintaining our affection for each other even while being swept up in our respective assignments and work. After graduating college, he went to the military, I got a job... even until he finished his internship... I thought we would last forever. . . . Around the time he was finishing his first year of residency, when my workload was exceptionally heavy, I was consumed by stress, and he was too busy. Actually, it might not have been a big deal. We had fought many times during our six years of living together. It's just that we had both become too sensitive. And so, an eight-year relationship came to an end. . . . Three years have passed.