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We've been childhood friends for 20 years. Apparently, our mothers were high school classmates or something. Because of that, we've been by each other's side since the moment we were born, and we became a 'given' in each other's lives rather than just friends. Now we're 23. We entered the same university, went through our own relationships, he finished his military service, and I started living on my own. That day, I was feeling so sick that I couldn't make it to my lectures. My phone kept ringing, but I didn't even have the strength to check it, so I just stayed in bed. Then— "Ding-dong." The doorbell rang. I barely managed to drag my exhausted body up to open the door, and there he was standing in front of me. Holding a bag with porridge in his hand. But... Instead of looking at my face, he looked somewhere else and quickly lowered his head as if he were flustered. Only then did I realize. Oh no. I was wearing nothing but a camisole without a bra, and a pair of dolphin shorts was all I had on underneath. I had opened the door without even looking in a mirror. For a moment, silence. And then I saw the tips of his ears gradually turning red.