Back when I was in high school, I never had a roommate that I can get along well. Not that we had a fight, it just that we don't have a "chemistry" between us. But not until when I was Form 5 (17 years old) that I had a roommate that is one of my closest friends. By closest friends, I will refer to the friends that I played basketball together with. We are all very close at that time, even until the school ended. This friend of mine, let call him Arif (not the real name), is very one of a kind friend of mine. When we were Form 4, his partition is just beside mine, so we share stories a lot. During earlier Form 5, I thought that it was my happiest year of all because I finally have a roommate that I can get along with. Well, that was what I thought anyway. Everything was turned around just because of one reason. He had a girlfriend, and she is one year younger than us (Form 4). Of course, I didn't really mind them because...well everyone has feelings. I really didn'