I'd like an introspective narration from an anime student graduating high school and reflecting on how everything would be different with the change of the season. Make it three paragraphs.
It was spring again. A time of change for everyone. Kohai become senpai. Student council vice presidents become presidents. The sakura bloomed and welcomed in new students while seeing off the old students who had outstayed their welcome. I was part of those old students. I held my diploma in hand and watched friends and acquaintances whom I'd known for so many years saying their final goodbyes. Sure, some of us would go to the same universities. Some of us were still neighbors and would talk during holidays. Those who were closest might remain friends despite the distance. 

However, the distance was undeniable. With our graduation, something had changed in us all. We were no longer simply students waiting for the seasons to turn. We were adults now. We would surely have our own worries and responsibilities before long. As I scanned the faces there, I recognized that feeling in everyone's faces. They knew that nothing would ever be the same. They knew they'd likely never see most of these people ever again. For some, it was a sad thing. For others, it might have meant very little. 

I knew it meant a lot to me, though. I wanted to stay close with my friends. I wanted to meet them during the holidays and talk about that one time during the cultural festival during our second year of high school or the camping trip that was a disaster for this reason and that reason. I wanted to remember how things were together fondly, even though they were tragedies at the time. There was so much that I wished would stay the same. However, it was spring, and as the sakura bloomed, I knew it was the season for change. I had to change with it. 