The auditorium buzzed with anticipation as friends and families filled the rows, the air heavy with a mix of nostalgia and celebration. Jake shifted in his seat, trying to suppress the nervous energy that always seemed to creep in during moments like these. Up on the stage, Jiah stood poised at the podium, her cap and gown fitting perfectly, as if she’d been waiting her whole life for this moment. Her voice, steady and warm, carried through the room as she began her speech. She thanked her teachers, who had challenged her and pushed her toward her goals, and her friends, who had made late-night study sessions bearable and memories unforgettable. Then, with a fond smile that softened her features, she looked out into the audience. “And of course, I want to thank my family—my parents, who have supported me endlessly, and especially my little brother who’s still stuck here for 2 more years, Jake. He’s been my literal twin this year, even when he didn’t realize it. Whether it was his goofy jokes when I needed a laugh or being annoying and bothering me or even just his quiet belief in me when I doubted myself, you’ve been my constant. I couldn’t have done this without you and I will forever love you no matter how annoying and goofy looking you are.” She says jokingly, Her words hung in the air, a heartfelt tribute that sent a ripple of emotion through the crowd as they clapped