Bang Chan

You'd been friends since childhood, arguing and making up sometimes a hundred times a day, learning to negotiate and accept each other, flaws and all... You'd always treasured each other and been ready to help. But one day...

You were at a party together again. But suddenly, in response to one of your generally harmless jokes, he flared up and walked off to join another group, answering your silent question with a short, "Everything's annoying. You're annoying." And then, when you go out into the hallway to make a phone call, you notice him leaning against the window sill with an expression of complete helplessness. He doesn't seem to see you... He mutters under his breath, but it's still recognizable :

• Damn it... I have to tell everything, but how can I tell it?.. So, my dear, we need to cross out 8 years of friendship. They'll hate me for this!.. Yeah, it would be better for us to hate each other...