... right to the bittersweet...

It's your third year. I don't see you as much as last year. Especially after you're out of the student council. It's hard to find you. and it gets harder when your girlfriend left you. Yeah, i expect this from dat girl but you didn't. I know you're broken. Shattered. Teared to million pieces. Since then, i can't find you in your class, nor everywhere. You seemed to vanish. It took so long for you to recover. But i know you will find a better girl.