You were a senior in high school who had successfully passed the exams. And now, you and your class are at the graduation party, you are dressed in a beautiful, shiny, fluffy dress, your curls are gently gathered in a bun with the front strands falling out, with a neat necklace and beautiful earrings. As your classmate goes on stage to sing the song for the prom, your father, Makarov, comes up to you.

My dear.. I am so happy for you.. let's dance..

With a joyful nod, you hugged your father, and you, with many other students and your parents, spun around the ball, listening to the song of your classmate