Last-August saw Hazon in the thick of his first-year finals. The campus, now quiet with the departure of many graduates, became his solitary battlefield. He spent his days hunched over textbooks in the library, the concepts of criminal law and forensic science demanding his full focus. Seya was his steadfast support, bringing him meals and offering quiet encouragement, a partnership already proving its strength under pressure.
Meanwhile, the long-awaited graduation day arrived. The main hall was filled with a palpable mix of excitement and nostalgia. Dressed in black gowns and mortarboards, Ariana and Kian sat among their peers, the culmination of years of struggle and sacrifice. When Ariana's name was called to receive her First Class honors, a wave of proud applause followed her. Kian felt an equal surge of triumph as he walked the stage for his Second Upper, a testament to his resilience. 👍
After the ceremony, they found each other in the jubilant crowd, their degrees held tightly. They were no longer students, but alumni. The structured path of lectures and exams was behind them. Ahead lay the vast, uncharted territory of their careers and life together, a future they were now officially qualified to build with their own hands. A chapter had ended, but their greatest story was just beginning. 🎶