"Thank you," he said; his words were filled with sincerity.
The moon, along with its gentle light, landed again in their faces, but the previous anxious faces were replaced by smiles that surprised the seniors. All of the first years were looking at their seniors as if they could see their very core as if they knew them very well.
"Your words became our hope. Thank you, seniors" Keith smiled, his face devoid of any worry. Then simultaneously, Apollo and his friends bow towards their idols, their seniors, and their unknown heroes that help them continue to hope. Despite not knowing who they were, they felt connected; with just mere pieces of words as their bridge, they built more than just trust but also faith.
Klint was speechless. Suddenly, within his heart, he felt a sensation that left him to tears; maybe he was happy, satisfied, perhaps even grateful, but then again, he could not understand what he was feeling. All he was sure of was that he badly wanted to hug them.
