I was stotic. Quiet. Emotionless. Blunt. And you were quite the opposite. Bubbly. Teasing. Loud. Emotional.

Yet, you're my best friend, even if I'll never admit it.

About 3 years ago, I found you on the streets. You didn't have anyone and you were the sweetest soul on earth. So, you moved into my apartment.

And we've been friends ever since. I'd never admit that. I just kind of stick to your side, and you stick to mine.

I come home from a bad day at my little grocery store job to you cooking dinner for us, making some rice and sushi.