Prompt: Memories
On the day Rose graduated from Saint Vladimir's, if anyone had asked her if she thought she would miss the Academy, she'd have looked them in the eye and laughed in their face. She'd just spent the last year—with exception to her… 'vacation'… in Russia—under virtual house arrest, unable to do anything other than train, attend classes and go to church, so as far as she was concerned, the sooner she put the school behind her the better. But if you ask her that question now—and catch her in a moment when she feels like being truthful—you'll get a different answer entirely.
Now that she's a guardian out on her own, when she looks back on all the years she spent at Saint Vlad's and the memories she made there, she realizes it's the only real home she's ever had. When she was there she hated the sprawling campus with all its hidden nooks and crannies, but now she looks back on it and realizes what a truly beautiful place it was and regrets never having really taken the time to appreciate it. Not to mention the fact that the students and faculty were the closest thing she had to a family for the majority of her life, and she misses them—all of them, even that pompous ass Stan Alto—and she hopes that one day soon Lissa will find a reason to go back for a visit.
(Hopefully taking her hotheaded boyfriend with her so that his handsome Russian Guardian will make the trip too—after all, one of her fondest memories is of a certain tiny cabin, and she'd really, really like to relive that memory a time or two.)