"...even if I can't find it, I will keep looking."
After saying this, Yan Huan did not turn back, just continued moving forward slowly.
Watching Yan Huan's departing figure, tears finally spilled uncontrollably from Sakuragi Hitomi's perfect eyes.
"Drip..."
"Why... President... sob... sob sob..."
She lowered her head and her fair hand couldn't help but grasp the soil beneath the flower field, breaking into sobs,
"I was just so close! Just one step away! Just a little more... and I could have been perfect...
"Everyone has already accepted me, but the President... why...
"Why... why is it always just a little short?! Why... why can't I ever do it..."
Tears fell drop by drop, sliding down her cheeks.
At this very moment, her words held no blame for Yan Huan stopping her banquet.
Instead, she believed it was she who was one step short.
She had already gotten most others to accept this better self, this more perfect version of herself.
But not the President...
