When the graduation season arrives once more, I am no longer the carefree and fearless teenager I once was. A sense of loss and pressure quietly overwhelms me, leaving me unsure of what to do. You, studying in another school, have never stopped offering care and encouragement, yet you also expressed disappointment in my lack of effort. You told me a wish I had never known before: you once hoped to attend the same school as me, but because of your poor grades, you never mentioned it. Now, although the chance is still slim, you refuse to give up your final attempt. In that moment, I was deeply moved. I seemed so small and selfish compared to you, who carried such beautiful hopes, while I kept hesitating and stagnating. I was timid, afraid to work hard, anxious in the face of difficulties, always seeking excuses for possible failure. I spent precious time in confusion and inertia, unaware that I had hurt those who cared about me. I am therefore grateful to have you, who helped me no longer lose my way on a blurred path ahead. I believe we will meet again at the hall of ideals and share the final passion of our youth. Dear friend, thank you for helping me let go of hesitation and move forward with firm steps.
Dear friend, do you still remember your encouragement when I failed, your reminders when the weather changed, your care when I was sick, and your comfort when I felt lost... those shared moments have become the most important memories of our youth.