Twelve years, five months, three days, four minutes and eleven seconds in—Minjeong realises she’s quite ed. It doesn’t take a genius to identify what she’s feeling, though it takes an idiot like her to realise. She’s in love, and that’s great, but it’s not really. She’s in love with her best friend. Her best friend, Yu Jimin, who she’s known since high school, who she lived with briefly in college and who she knows inside out.

Or,

Minjeong learns to accept her feelings for her best friend.