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[Name] watched with a heavy heart as the two of them began to gather their things. The words escaped their lips before they could stop them, a mixture of desperation and disbelief. "You're leaving now? Can't you stay just a little longer?"

The denim-haired male, Cain, offered a sad smile, one filled with regret. "We're sorry, [Name]. We really tried, but we can't stay."

Frustration bubbled up inside [Name], and they shook their head, tears threatening to spill. "But at least tell me where you're going..."

The brunette, Able, spoke softly, his voice carrying an edge of sorrow. "They didn't tell us much, only that it's somewhere far from here."

The words stung, and the reality of their departure sank in. [Name] knew things would be different without them.

A familiar weight settled on their shoulders. It was Cain, his genuine smile showing both sadness and an unspoken depth of emotion. "[Name], look... we know things escalated quickly, and we all ended up here. But hey, cheer up. We'll still talk every day. You know we will."

Able crossed his arms and huffed, though there was a comforting warmth in his words. "Hm. Of course, don't think of this as the end of the world. We're all in this together, trust us."

[Name] puffed their cheeks in an attempt to hold back their tears, a small smile pulling at the corners of their lips. "Even now, you two still manage to lift my spirits... I envy you both."

Cain chuckled softly. "Well, there's no need to be down in moments like this. But yeah, we never really know what the future holds. So, while we're here, why don't we make the most of it?"

He glanced at Able, silently seeking his approval, before continuing, "Let's spend this last bit of time together."

Able shrugged, his tone nonchalant. "I don't care what you want to do, as long as we're together. That's all that matters."

[Name] wiped their eyes, trying to shake off the sadness. "So, where should we go first? Starbucks, McDonald's, anything? Seriously, guys, help me out here."

Despite the heaviness in the air, their friends' presence was still a comfort, and for the moment, they all decided to focus on making these last moments count.

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[Name] let out a soft sigh as the memories flooded back, their fingers tapping away at the keys of their laptop. Each word they typed seemed to bring the past into sharper focus, reminding them of everything that had happened with them.

There were moments worth cherishing-days when they accidentally found yourself in their dormitory, offering endless apologies as they fumbled to explain their presence.
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[Name] grumbled to themselves, frustration mounting as they wandered down the unfamiliar hallways. Everything felt so different now that the academy had undergone renovations. The new corridors completely messed with their sense of direction. In a mix of impatience and laziness, they grabbed the nearest doorknob, confident this was their dorm. With a sense of triumph, they threw the door open and yelled proudly,

"Finally! After what feels like forever, I've made it to my dorm!"

They puffed out their chest, feeling accomplished as if they had just conquered some great challenge. A few bystanders across the hallway stared, some quickly walking away to avoid being caught up in the odd outburst.

"Uh... excuse me, I think you've got the wrong room," came an unfamiliar voice.

Turning around, [Name] saw a person they didn't recognize standing there. "Huh? What do you mean?"

"Are you blind or something? Look at the number on the door," another voice spoke, this time from a brunette guy who was walking up to them and the first speaker.

[Name] glanced at the number on the door and saw it was 155.

Their heart sank as they realized the mistake.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Forget this ever happened!" [Name] quickly blurted out, not even waiting for a response. They hurried down the hallway, slamming the next door behind them without a second glance.

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A soft chuckle escaped [Name] as they recalled the time they and Able had argued non-stop in class, causing such a ruckus that their math teacher had sent both of them to detention. Honestly, it turned out to be worth it-anything to escape that dreadful class. Meanwhile, Cain had been in fits of laughter hearing about it. Then there was the time [Name] got caught passing notes and had to read them aloud in front of the whole class.

Leaning back in their chair, [Name] spun idly, letting boredom settle in. A thought crossed their mind: How are they holding up?

Are they enjoying whatever work or place they're in now? Normally, when they were free, they would call [Name]-whether voice or video chat. But sometimes, [Name] would call at odd hours, only to hear someone yelling for them in the background.

Those moments turned into endless stories to catch up on. Glancing at their laptop, [Name] wondered if they should get back to their unfinished work. The deadline was still a few weeks away, so technically, they could procrastinate a bit longer.

Just as [Name] was about to save their work and put it off, the screen suddenly changed. It was a call. The surprise nearly gave them a heart attack. At least it was better than sitting in complete silence and boredom.

"Guess it's okay to procrastinate for a little while longer."