Assalamualaikum, good afternoon Mrs. Juarni, let me introduce my self, my name is Almira Ramadhani Eleven Amka, the ninth grade number of class twelve f. In this video, I will tell a story called Hope Beneath the Stars. The year 2045 was recorded as a historic turning point. The world finally entered the era known as the Friendly Future. Cities rose tall with green buildings wrapped in living plants, clean air flowed freely thanks to advanced pollution-filtering technology, and the blue sky was filled with silent hover vehicles gliding gracefully. Everything felt like a dream that had become real, and no one wished to wake from its beauty. In the heart of this wonder stood Lumina, a futuristic city that symbolized harmony between technology, nature, and humanity. Within this city, three close friends named Aira, Mika, and Rafi studied at Future Academy, a school that taught not only science and technology but also empathy, cooperation, and sustainability. Each afternoon they gathered in the laboratory to create eco-friendly innovations such as waste-to-energy converters, mini wind turbines, and simple technologies designed to help local communities. For them, the future would never be complete if it only sparkled with sophistication, it had to walk hand in hand with kindness. The calm of that day shattered when the city siren suddenly blared. Red warning lights spun in every corner and the giant screen in the school hall revealed the Mayor’s face, tense and pale. “The city’s main energy system has suffered severe damage. Most districts will experience a complete blackout. Please remain calm,” his trembling voice echoed, sending a chill through every heart. Moments later Lumina’s lights dimmed and the atmosphere turned heavy. Hover vehicles froze in midair before making emergency landings, cleaning robots stiffened lifeless in the streets, and communication networks went dark one by one. Aira clasped her chest and whispered, “If the power stays out, hospitals and the water supply will collapse.” Mika lowered his head and murmured, “The technicians are all abroad. We cannot rely on anyone else right now.” Rafi fixed his eyes on the blank energy map and said with quiet determination, “If we just stand here, people could be in danger. We must try, even if we are only students.” An idea suddenly lit up in Aira’s mind. She remembered the small project they had built a month earlier, a mini energy hub that combined portable solar panels, a small wind turbine, and backup batteries. With a spark in her eyes she said, “We still have that prototype. If we can power it up, it could keep essential facilities alive.” Mika turned sharply toward her, his expression tense. “Are you sure it’s strong enough?” he asked. Aira nodded firmly. “We don’t have another choice, Mika. This is the moment we find out.” Rafi exhaled slowly and gave a faint smile. “Then let’s do it together.” The laboratory transformed into a command center. Mika worked swiftly with his hands, occasionally urging, “Hold that cable tighter, don’t let it slip.” Rafi managed the distribution routes through the digital map, muttering, “If we send the first flow to the hospital, the difference will be immediate.” Aira coordinated with teachers and volunteers, her voice steady yet filled with urgency. “Everyone get ready. As soon as the light turns green, we’ll test the current.” Tension built in the air, the clink of tools and sparks of electricity sounding like the heartbeat of a city struggling to survive. At last the indicator light shifted slowly to green, and that small glow became a sign that hope was alive again. Emergency power flowed into the hospital and patient monitors returned to their steady rhythm. A nurse’s voice crackled through the revived communication line, filled with relief. “The machines are running again. The patients are safe.” Rafi bowed his head in gratitude, Mika shut his eyes for a moment, and Aira nearly burst into tears of relief. Emergency signals spread across the city, streetlights flickered back on, and Lumina emerged from its darkness. Cheers erupted in every neighborhood, some people wept with joy, and the city that had felt so fragile was once again alive. That night the three friends sat together on the school rooftop, gazing at the city glowing beneath the stars. The soft breeze carried the fragrance of the gardens, easing the weight in their hearts. Aira looked at the glittering lights and spoke gently. “A friendly future is not only about technology.” Rafi added with a calm voice, “It is also about hearts willing to help one another.” Mika smiled warmly at his friends and said with quiet certainty, “As long as we care for each other, the future will never lose its light.” Beneath the night sky they came to a simple realization. The Friendly Future was not a distant dream but something that could be born from hands brave enough to try even when the world seemed ready to fade. That light in the darkness would forever remind them that hope grows strongest through courage and compassion.