to: xiaodong, jianam
from: your little brothers and sisters.
how has life been after the sports day? has it been monotonous, with a hint of melancholy? well it has certainly been this way for us. we have struggled to cope with our studies, but it was for a good cause.
anyway, we were wondering if you miss the days we spent together, all the memories we shared.
day one of marching was the start of it all. we were all silent due to the awkwardness between us. we mostly knew each other, barring the fact we had wan yong who was a new transfer student. but even though each one of us kinda knew each other previously, we still felt alone. there was no camaraderie between us, there wasn't a single hint of laughter. but after meeting and talking with you, and after that one bottle of 100plus, we knew that something magical was in the midst of happening.
blood, sweat and tears were shed. among us, there were some minor conflicts but we managed to sort them one by one. and it was all thanks to you.
you brought us up from lowly, boring individuals who were seeking fun and wanted to contribute to the house, into hyperactive, crazy monkeys. holy crabbu.
days, weeks, months had past, and it was time. time for us to show what we had used up all our time for. you not only motivated us throughout the day, you even stayed up with us just to make sure everything was fine and dandy.
yeah, you could've chosen not to sacrifice so much, but through the love of the color red, we were brought together, we burnt together like hot coals in a fire.
now it is time for you to leave. leave everything behind except for all the moments embedded in your cranium. leave all the worries of not having enough paint to paint the tree. leave all the tears you shed after the sports day. leave all the times we went to mid valley together because we could.
right now. in this moment in time. it's time for you to fight your own war. we can't do anything but to give you all the motivation and support you need. it's time for you to win this war, and make us proud.
xiaodong, jianam. no matter what happens, no matter who leaves. we the marchers will always be there. we will not leave you. we will walk with you through every course in life. you'll never walk alone.
