everything starts from here.

for one year we go through life together

in an ordinary room that we call class... simple,but saves a lot of stories and memories.

filled with jokes,laugh, and argument.

do you remember the boy with the super brain that can exceeds the computer?

the boy with his weird laughter?

the boys whose their mind are very horny and loves money so much but the funniest persons?

the girl with a very stingy characters?

the boy with his eyes that are very down and small?

they only in our class.

when the children never ever worked the classroom clean assignment,

the class who always be the topic of teacher's talk..

when the garbage always there,that every teacher who comes always scold us..

but

behind all of that,we are the children who has the high solidarity.

any money we collect for a farewell together.

our goals was nogotiated separation in a fair and deliberation.

surely,been much tears among us.

hostility wasn't uncommon to hear our class.

even the endless problems are very often heard.

but we can pass thought other until finally out all of them.

too many memories.

that reason makes me can't escape from this class.

when the love story starts from here....

jokes,laughter,tears,emotion,argument,hostililty....

whether it will end because only of this problem?

honestly, i don't want to.

dejuge're one. doesn't mean it a group or faction.

so,please be a little bit mature.

i want us to end all of this with a smile,not because of the stupid hostility.

so please. appreciate it all.

i'm angry with all of you doesn't mean i hate you.

but i want the old dejuge. respect with the other one, and no hostility.

i hope this problem will be over soon.

i love all of you,

dejuge.