In my senior year of high school, I was the most active one in the class - always skipping self-study classes to watch band performances. My grades were mediocre but I was very popular.
Kidders sat in the back row of the classroom. He came from a wealthy family but was low-key and taciturn. Whenever she made a joke, he felt a little annoyed by her.
The two people, who were originally incompatible with each other, had an uproar over their emotional affairs in the second semester of their senior year of high school.
At the class reunion five years later, Ben had just returned from a gap year abroad, and his eyes lit up when he talked about what he had experienced on the journey; Kais, who had finished his master's degree in finance, listened quietly to her speech with his shirt cuffs rolled up to his elbows. When they clinked glasses, someone booed: "Did you two...?" Ben laughed, and Kidders lowered his head and took a sip of his wine.
"Some people, if they miss it once, they will miss it for many years."
Intention: There are so many tomorrows