Epilogue
I never expected much from that day — just a seat, a schedule, and maybe a quiet corner to survive orientation. But somewhere between getting lost and sitting in the wrong room, everything changed. And now, standing next to him as the semester ends, I realize the moments that matter often don’t arrive with announcements. They slip in quietly — like a second glance, a small gesture, or the calm voice of someone who tells you where you belong." But I already knew one thing: Dewdrop University was not going to be anything like I expected.
