It's been a year now. A lot has happened. You cried and laughed, you continued your journey. The first few months were pure torture and painful, and we even dreamt of him almost every night, waking up with a sense of dreadful nostalgia, but trust me, it gets better. You're in college now. You graduated senior high with honors, and spent your 19th birthday with your best friends. We even went to a voice acting workshop plus did voice over during our work immersion, been slowly trying to see if voice acting is the career for us. Anyway, I can't really say we've moved on completely, but I can say that we're doing a lot better than we thought we would.