Outside the academy, the pale crescent moon shone brightly. The stars glittered above the starry sky, illuminating the calm, frigid night. Under the trees, Rio stared at the mesmerizing scenery.
The tranquil silence of the night let him lose himself in his own world, contemplating about everything that happened. He didn't know how long he was standing outside, but the cadence of Samantha's voice still rang into his ears.
Can he really believe that there was still hope—?
Rio closed his eyes, remembering Samantha's message. Hope lost twice...can it even rekindle for a third? He knew his answer to that.
"Unfortunately..." Rio sighed, shaking his head. "I don't think there really is still a chance..."
No matter how many times he repeated Samantha's message in his mind, the hope within him wouldn't rekindle... Sadly, he was no idealistic fool.
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