At graduation, no one came looking for me. So I took one last walk around the classroom.
A graduate walks alone through their school one last time after graduation, only to be found by a junior from their club.
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I was taking in the familiar scenery with some nameless emotion when someone touched my shoulder.
It was my junior from the club.
"Senior, why are you alone?"
"I'm not alone. You're here with me, aren't you?" I said, smiling.
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