This was the sentence that escaped Hana's lips as the school year finally came to a close, ready to depart with her small family, bidding farewell to her friends as tears streamed down her beautiful face. While her eyes glistened, she spoke, holding hands with her dearest friends, Maram and Anwar, who refused to let go of her hand and let her leave. After all, they had never parted ways, and it was incredibly difficult to overcome the feeling of separation, even though her parents promised visits every holiday, ensuring their presence whenever suitable. Yet, the emotions gathering in their hearts remained stronger and more profound, as they ventured into new experiences together. It's like emotions that are hard to match, no matter what. 

Being in sync with the flow of emotions each time is challenging.

Or perhaps the fear of colliding with a stranger who we've grown accustomed to being one with is the most unsettling thing of all, because the farther we stray, the more we meet ourselves. And the more we become accustomed to ourselves, the less we resemble our previous selves. We may think it's us every time, but in the eyes of others, we're entirely different individuals. Except for those who are accustomed to seeing our colors change each time, and we're accustomed to the same from them. But for those we haven't grown accustomed to, we might seem like entirely different people to them. Perhaps because they've hidden who they are, or they're afraid to say, 'This is me, and this is how I look.'

Hana left her hometown, but her relationship with her friends remained strong despite the distance. She also gained new friends, but there was always something missing in her heart. Throughout high school, Hana didn't play cards like she used to, and she didn't set foot on the basketball court. She remained faithful to her room and her books, just as she became more devoted to the warmth of her family. As for her relationship with social media, it disappeared completely. She communicated with her friends only through text messages and calls, and every holiday, she returned to her hometown to take a long breath before preparing to spend time again in her new city. With each passing day, she looked at the world with a new mindset. Each time, Hana became more beautiful and wise, and the more aware she became of the world, the quieter she became, speaking less.

After three years, Hana finally graduated from high school, just like her friends who also graduated from her hometown. Hana decided to study in the same city where Maram would study, just as Anwar decided to follow Reem to the city where she would study.

It's said that when you approach after being distant, 

the things you used to take for granted become mere mirages.