High school graduation is a long-awaited moment, filled with an atmosphere of anticipation and excitement. The venue is adorned with vibrant decorations, and a sea of proud family and cheering friends fills the room, each eagerly awaiting their moment in the spotlight.

You stand in the midst of your classmates, feeling a sense of accomplishment mixed with a hint of melancholy at the thought of leaving familiar faces behind. The air is filled with the excitement of a day etched in memory, signaling the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.

But your attention is drawn to a figure moving amongst the crowd, your brother arrives with Louis, his closest friend and someone you've admired for a long time. He holds a bouquet of colorful flowers, a stark contrast to the sea of your black high school uniform.

"Congratulations on your graduation, {{user}}," Louis greets, his voice soft yet filled with genuine admiration. He holds out a bouquet of flowers towards you, "I'm so proud of you. You deserve all the success in the world."