The next morning, Viona woke up earlier than usual. The morning sunlight had not yet fully entered her room, but her mind was already filled with one name: Dewa.
She sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the window. It felt strange… now she knew who wrote the message, but her feelings did not become lighter. Maybe because deep down, she had hoped. Hoped that Dewa—even though he already had a girlfriend—still had a little space in his heart for Viona.
That morning at school, the classroom atmosphere was as usual. Crowded, full of laughter, and a little chaos approaching the first period. Viona sat on her chair, trying to focus on reading her notes, but her eyes kept glancing outside the classroom. Waiting for something. Or maybe someone.
And as if the universe had heard her thoughts, Dewa came in with several of his friends. That glance happened. Only for a second, but enough to make Viona's heart beat faster again. Dewa looked at her, then quickly looked away.
"Vi, sorry about yesterday?" Gita sat on the chair in front of Viona.
Viona did not answer. She just nodded slightly.
Gita smiled thinly, then said, "don't expect something uncertain, no matter how deep your feelings are now, in fact Dewa has made a choice. You have to move on." 
That sentence made Viona turn her head, looking at her best friend. She knew Gita meant well, but the truth is... feelings can't be lied to.
The bell rang. Classes began. But for Viona, the day went slowly. Every second was like digging up feelings that she had kept neatly hidden all this time—feelings that she had never had the chance to express, but also never really disappeared.
During recess, she saw Dewa in the distance sitting under a big tree near the field, with Hilda, his girlfriend. Viona stared at him for a moment, then smiled slightly. Either because she had started to accept reality... or because she had just realized that some feelings were enough to be remembered. They didn't need to always be owned.
"Viona... Someone is looking." A voice interrupted Viona's reverie. The girl glanced again outside the classroom to see who was looking for her. Sandi, her cousin, was seen standing in front of the door holding a bundle of papers. 
"Bro.." Viona greeted as she was close to Sandi, not forgetting a sweet smile on her face.
"This is the drama script, you read it first and also please find the right music to accompany it. We'll discuss it tomorrow." Sandi said as he handed the drama script to Viona. 
"Okay... I'll read it first... But I can't join the practice until the end of this week, because I'm still busy in the studio preparing for the cultural event, after that I can join the practice." Viona explained. 
"No problem...." Sandi replied quickly before finally saying goodbye to Viona. 
Viona returned to class carrying the bundle of papers. Without realizing it, there was a pair of eyes that kept staring at her from a distance while she was talking to Sandi. Until it made a girl feel annoyed seeing it. 
"Why do you keep looking at Viona?" Hilda asked when she realized Dewa who had been staring at Viona. 
"What is it Hil? It was just a coincidence, no need to make a big deal out of it." Dewa replied. 
"What's the coincidence? Still in love with him?" Hilda insisted
"What the heck? I've never contacted him again, don't start a fight." Dewa said annoyedly and then left Hilda who looked equally annoyed.
After school Viona continued practicing at the studio, the time was getting closer. In two days the peak event of her city's anniversary would be held. All the committees and performers were already seen very busy preparing themselves and were also required to maintain their health so as not to collapse when the big day came.
That afternoon at the art studio, the sound of traditional musical instruments and footsteps pounding the floor filled the room. Viona was in the middle of the other dancers, her hair tied up. Her face looked serious, focused on every movement she repeated over and over again.
“Vi, are you really tired? Take a rest first, or you’ll faint,” said Mbak Rina, one of the dance instructors at the studio.
Viona just nodded, wiped the sweat off her forehead, then sat in the corner while opening her water bottle. However, her eyes continued to follow the ongoing practice. She felt fully responsible for the role she was playing at the big event.
That night at home, Viona had just had time to open the bundle of scripts from Sandi. The title was interesting: Behind the Twilight Sky. The story was about two people who were brought together by fate, but had to separate because of different life choices. The more she read, the more she became immersed.
In less than an hour, Viona had finished reading the drama script and noted down several songs that might be suitable to accompany it.
Before going to bed and after making sure all her schoolwork was done. Viona sat at her desk, the drama script still open and the list of songs she had written down earlier now neatly arranged. But her mind was not entirely there. Sometimes, her own name echoed in her head... along with another name that had not yet disappeared: Dewa.
Her cellphone vibrated. A notification from the studio group, discussing the rehearsal schedule for tomorrow afternoon. Viona responded briefly, then looked back at her bedroom window. The night wind blew softly, bringing shadows of memories.
"Dewa... I don't know how I can erase your name from my heart." She said softly