Tonight was destined to be a tearful evening.
Graduating from high school could not compare to graduating from middle school.
High school classmates were deeply entwined in each other's lives, sharing meals, beds, and showers.
When such a group of life companions faced separation, it felt like saying goodbye to these three years of life, like losing a partner for meals and sleep, like a significant part of life was missing.
As the teacher appreciation banquet progressed, it got more tearful, filled with bittersweet smiles.
Class One and Class Seven students eventually gathered in a hall.
These two classes, which had hardly intersected during the three years of high school, were now mingling in the same hall, drinking and socializing with joy and laughter.
Beer was opened by the case, and glasses were cheerfully drained, dispelling melancholy, bidding farewell to the past, waving goodbye to youth, and welcoming maturity...
