The night still young, our graduation went on. Hard to believe that we are going to leave this place soon. The place where we spent our 3 most important years up till now, a place which helped us to transition between a teenager to technically an adult.

Reminiscing the moments I spent here however artificial they were, how much regret filled they were? Are still going to be part of my life.

At the moment I think, how much could have I gained if I tried to be more honest. But still there was always a fear deep within my heart, what if I am not able to meet there expectations? I know it is futile to act out your life according to people around you but whenever I think of the disappointed faces they would have made, I just… I just can't.

Sometimes I thought why I had this much of resources? If only I was also someone unremarkable at least I would have been free of this weight.

However it still helps my heart to know that I am not alone. One of my childhood friends, my friends and many more in this school also carry the same burden. I know it is despicable, but when I remember I am not the only one it lifts some of my loneliness.

Still there are people who take a leap of faith once in a while and leave that fear. Most of the times, it is not a good decision on their part. But being able to take that one step…. That one step, the amount of courage behind that one step, oh my god, how I envy that courage. I would like to have that courage even if my decision takes me to something ugly. At least this heavy lock on door of my heart could be unlocked.

It is not like I always have this burden. There are people I know I can show this side of me and i can act as myself in front of them leaving this burden for fleeting moments. One of them is the person who is similar to me in the regard and the other person is the one, who just don't know how but still forced this relationship with him. I just feel somewhat helpless when he is beside me. The gift that I want, the courage that I wanted is strangely held by him. I told him once I hated him but it couldn't be farther from truth. I just envy him, that envy to have something equally important to compare with that courage.

But alas, I couldn't have something to show him on arguably our last day in a same building. My third year too went as fast as my second and first. I joined the class made a group spent time with them and we are here. I don't know but I am somewhat relieved that at least I was able to avoid him. It was somewhat lonelier than second year but it was at least warmer.

At the end of this, I was sitting with some faces which I had known for these 3 years. It was somewhat boring, but still better than being alone. Tobe and Miura, being the only friends that I was able to retain for these 3 full years.

With some talk and jokes with our juniors, we were playing OUR roles in this night. Looking around one can see many faces in the hall, some familiar some not. A cowlick, a bun, some glasses, some mesmerizing eyes etc and many more but I am not that interested in thinking about them.

As soon as, as turned to my side of table again. The music changed to somewhat more accustomed to ceremonies. Our student council president came out, she gave me a charming smile which I returned as I always do. Sometimes I think I had actually evolved my cheek muscles into reflexive ones. With some usual addresses she declared the announcing of prom king and queen. I stood up when my name was called actually, we were told this before a week of the night. With the grace I have perfected over the years I asked for the hand of my counterpart. She took it in a casual manner. But still her body language screamed like a queen.

And like a queen she looked tonight, royal and a sight to behold. Her hand was cold to touch like a glass but the image she gave was nothing less than an intimidating lioness. I always thought just why someone so amazing stood up with me for these 3 years. I was indecisive and pathetic and I know she knew this too but still she held on to this hand of mine. And hence it made me even more pathetic.

We hooked our arms and went to stage. We were welcomed by a huge applause and chants. We were given honors and the mic. I automatically spoke the script I had revised for the week. The spotlight was on me, it told me to play my role. It was inevitable for me.

Hence I stay here with a flower in my hands at the moment but couldn't grip it because I was afraid of the thorns.

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A/N

Sorry for the very very late update. But I am still studying for my mid sem exams so it will still take more time to update the story. This chapter in particular is not I am something proud of but was more of a writing to relieve me of the stress. So not that much excited for reviews too.

But still have a Belated Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Hope we meet again in next year.

Sorry forgot to tell you the pov's will only feature the graduates i.e third years. So yeah, no Iroha, Komachi or Sensei