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❛❛ batch : 2024-25 ❜❜

In the cozy warmth of the teachers' lounge, Ms. Kang and Mrs. Park sat back in their chairs, coffee cups steaming in their hands.

Through the window, they could see the trees on the school grounds gently swaying, but their thoughts had drifted far away to memories of the 2016-17 senior batch. It was a group they often talked about, a batch they'd never forget.

“It’s hard to believe it’s been eight years,” Ms. Kang said with a soft sigh, glancing at Mrs. Park with a nostalgic smile.

“I can still picture each of their facesA so clearly. I’ve taught so many students since then, but none quite like that batch.”

Mrs. Park nodded, her eyes gleaming with fondness. “Those 16 students weren’t just a class; they were a presence.

They brought such energy and unity to the 11th and 12th grades. Even the younger students admired them. They left a legacy that still lingers.”

“Exactly!” Ms. Kang said, setting down her cup. “It felt like they owned this school.

They ran every event with such
spirit — whether it was the annual fest or a charity drive, they were the ones leading the way.

They turned this school into a second home, and everyone felt it.”

Mrs. Park laughed. “They weren’t afraid to speak their minds, even to us teachers, but always in a respectful way.

They had ideas, they wanted to be heard, and they made things happen. That kind of confidence in students is rare.”

Ms. Kang’s face lit up. “And the way they looked out for each other! They were like a family — always helping, supporting, and cheering each other on.

They’d be in the library studying together, and then out on the sports field the next minute, rooting for each other like they were each other’s biggest fans. They made school feel so alive.”

Mrs. Park smiled warmly. “They really did. It’s funny, no matter how many batches we’ve had since, I still find myself looking for students like them. But that 2016-17 batch… they were truly one of a kind.”

The room grew quiet as they both sat, lost in memories. They could almost hear echoes of laughter, footsteps in the halls, and see those familiar faces. It was as if that special batch had left a part of themselves behind.

Ms. Kang and Mrs. Park exchanged a look, realizing how much those students had stayed in their hearts, even after all these years.

“You know,” Mrs. Park started, a touch of pride in her voice, “they’ve all stayed close, even now. It’s rare to see friends stay that close after graduating, especially when they’re busy building careers, families, lives.”

Ms. Kang nodded. “It doesn’t surprise me at all. They were a family back then, and they still are. I’ve heard some are models, actressess, one is a firefighter,and the students we never thought would like eachother are a couple. They’re all so accomplished, yet they still find time for each other. They even travel together!”

Mrs. Park chuckled. “Every year, they come back for alumni week, remember? They bring gifts, stay for hours, and talk with us like no time has passed. It’s like they’ve never left.

And they remember everything —even the smallest things we said or did. Those visits make this place feel alive again.”

Ms. Kang smiled. “They’re grown up now, but they still have that spark. Watching them succeed while staying close… it’s exactly what every teacher hopes for.”

Mrs. Park sighed contentedly. “They were unforgettable back then, and they’re still unforgettable now. They’ll always be ‘our’ 2016-17 batch.”

Just then, footsteps echoed down the hall, pulling them back to the present. Their supervisor, Mr. Lee, stepped into the lounge, carrying a stack of folders.

"Good morning," he said, nodding to them. “I hope I’m not interrupting, but I wanted to let you know the admissions for the last batch are opening soon.”

The teachers exchanged a quick, surprised look.

“The last batch?” Ms. Kang asked, curious.

“Yes,” Mr. Lee replied, nodding. “The 2024-25 group will be our final enrollment for now.

We’ll need you both to update the application forms and admission guidelines on the website by the end of the week.

We’re expecting a big wave of applications, and everything needs to be ready.”

Mrs. Park looked over at Ms. Kang with a knowing smile. “It’s hard to believe we’re preparing for another batch already. Sometimes, it feels like we’re just waiting for another group like the 2016-17 batch to walk through those doors.”

Mr. Lee chuckled, catching on to their fondness.

“Ah, that batch. You two still talk about them every year, don’t you? They really did make a mark. But who knows? Maybe this next group will surprise you. Each new batch brings something of its own.”

Ms. Kang and Mrs. Park smiled, turning back to their laptops, ready to get to work.

The 2016-17 seniors would always have a special place in their hearts, but maybe, just maybe, this next batch could bring something just as memorable.

In 2024, a group of 24 seniors will unlock the special memories of theost unforgettable batch before them. As they go on this journey, they will make new friendships and connections that will last a lifetime.

The cafeteria will be their main meeting place, filled with laughter and fun. They will gather there to share stories and talk about their hopes and dreams.

Each time they meet, they will create even more memories, making this year the best one yet. It will be a time full of exciting experiences, far beyond what any past batch has created.

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