Prologue
Oh! A beautiful school friendship can turn black-and-white pages into a wonderful book, every single page, every single paragraph having its own colours.
Colours filled with laughter, happiness, joy, and sometimes with sorrows, sadness, and regrets.
Sometimes insane words which come out without thinking, and sometimes some words which are always left unspoken.
Embarrassing moments which turn into fun, and adorable memories which later witness tears.
Does the school bell end with it the friendship and love it gives, or does it give signs of something more delightful?
Is the last school bell an ending or a fresh start in one's life?
--Time fades, memories remain, so do true love and friendship.
