Boys, trouble

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Destinies can be delayed but not stopped—unknown.

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After the heartwarming speech and my embarrassing tears, The principal started distributing a peculiar piece of document. As he called out names, the students approached him, collecting their labeled documents, bowing to him, and then returning to their seats. The cycle repeated and when I was called, I walked towards the Principal, my heart beating. So, I have now graduated from secondary school. What next?

The principal smiled as I reached out to grab the certificate. I bowed and returned to my seat, scanning this certificate thoroughly. It was after the whole students had gotten their documents did he...