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The breeze blew through the trees, shaking the fall leaves that twirled down into scattered piles.
It was a new school year, a fresh start for some and a new beginning for others. Much like our favorite couple.
Yuzhuo slowly opened her eyes, smiling lightly at the bouquet of flowers she had bought to replace the older ones.
“Ji... school starts tomorrow. Mr. Lee finally allowed students to go off campus during the off season, I had plenty of fun dates with Chenle, and I got to meet my old sensei.”, Yuzhuo chuckles.
“It's been a hard 3 months without you, but I'm slowly... slowly healing.”, her eyes cast down at the grave, her hand gently brushing off a leaf.
“We could've gone out... seen the park down the street...”, she sighs, sniffling.
“I went to your house. I got down on my knees and begged them for forgiveness, but they didn't blame me...”, she blinks, wiping at her eyes.
“Your brother was so nice, he was just happy you made a friend. If only you could've seen them one last time...”, she looks up at the sky, standing up.
“But I suppose it can't be helped...”, the breeze picked up, gently sweeping her hair as she smiled.
“At least you went with a smile on your face. I'm glad you were happy and content with your life. You had no regrets...”, Yuzhuo lightly tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
She smiled down at the grave one last time before taking steps away.
“Thank you for always watching over us. Just leave things to me, I'll make him just as happy as you always did. Just remember, Ji. You'll always be my friend...”.
Yuzhuo walked away, leaving the flowers to keep Jisung company and her words to let him rest in peace.
Well... until she rudely interrupts once again. She always had something to say to him.
But at least, for now, a sense of closure has washed through.
As the new term begins, a new student council shall form. One, that much like the last, will truly make a difference.
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It was now the first day of Yuzhuo's second year at Murder High and Chenle's third.
The couple walked into the school, hand in hand, as they made their way up towards the council room.
Upon entering, the entire room was emptied out, the heavy atmosphere a result of four important members having graduated recently.
No Vice President, no Secretary, no Treasurer, no Committee Leader, and most of all... no Apprentice Secretary.
Though the memories remained in the room through pictures hung neatly along the walls, it wasn't the same without a physical presence.
“Well...”, Chenle sighed, wiping off a bit of dust off his desk. “Starting today, you're the vice president, Zhuo.”, he smiles.
