Epilog

Sixteen years later.

The morning is so bright, the sky blue is so beautiful with the clouds that decorate it. The white color like cotton gives a contrasting contrast to the sky blue color. Birds flew to and fro around the trees while making their melodious voices.

Likewise with a girl with shoulder-length long hair, she is very busy tidying her school uniform in front of the mirror. She spun left and right, making sure that none of her clothes were wrinkled or wrinkled. "Tiara, let's hurry. We'll be late!" Another girl shouted from under the stairs. The girl who is two years older than the girl named Tiara.

"Yeah, I'm ready! I'll be down in a minute," she shouted. She once again confirmed that the first day of high school made her want to change her former childish image. Tiara then grabbed the bag that was on the bed. Running down, she looks in a hurry.

In the kitchen, there is a man with glasses and smooth hair. "Good morning Dad!" She greeted as she g