It was near graduation.
Every student was getting ready.
Others picking their majors.
Tzuyu?
Still broken.
Sana?
So inlove.
Dahyun?
Worried.
It was the day of graduation.
Parents were filling up the seats.
They were clapping as their children were on stage, graduating.
After the graduation ceremony,
something hit Sana like a truck.
"Sana."
"Dahyun."
"I'm sorry Sana, but..."
"I don't think Love is made for us."
"What?"
"I don't think that Love made us what our label is now."
"We fooled ourselves.''
"But... Dahyun..."
"You promised me that you would never leave me!"
"I'm sorry, Sana."
"I hope you have a good life without me."
