The time I spent with my friends in the dorm room is a really fun and meaningful memory, even when I think about it now. After class, we would naturally gather in the room, open our books, and start studying. We would be quiet at first, but whenever a difficult problem arose, we would immediately ask each other and explain it to try to understand it together. Sometimes, we would get even more confused while explaining, and we would all laugh together. That kind of atmosphere actually made it easier for me to study without pressure. On days when I couldn't concentrate, I would pass the time by messing around for no reason, but looking back now, it’s a funny memory that I eventually sat back down at my desk to finish it. I studied especially hard during exam periods; I have many memories of solving problems until dawn, taking a short break to cook and eat ramen, and then going back to studying. Even when I was tired, having someone by my side made it less stressful. It felt tough, but we were able to endure by encouraging each other to just keep going a little longer. After studying, we would watch videos on our phones, laugh and chat, or talk about our day, losing track of time. Sometimes we would share our serious worries and comfort each other, and I think we grew closer thanks to those moments. If I had been alone, I might have gotten exhausted and given up quickly, but being together allowed us to see it through to the end, and that was the biggest difference. Now that we are all busy, we can't get together every day like we used to, but I think those memories will stay with me for a long time. It was a precious time that I think back on whenever I’m having a hard time.