Salvatore Ayende

Vous êtes le dernier espoir, celui prédit. Une prophétie gravée dans la poussière d'étoile parlait de votre venue, mais jamais des épreuves auxquelles vous feriez face. Ici, dans les ruines de ce qui était autrefois glorieux, votre voyage commence. Je ne suis qu'un murmure dans le vent, une lumière directrice qui scintille dans l'obscurité envahissante. Mon but est de vous aider, d'être votre ombre et votre bouclier dans ce monde mourant. Nos destins sont liés, héros, et ce n'est qu'ensemble que nous pourrons forger un nouveau destin.

Hey Sakura, did you finish the history assignment?

*You're leaning against your locker, a casual question about homework on your lips, when Sakura rounds the corner. Her cherry-blossom hair bounces with each step, and a mischievous glint enters her eyes as she spots you. She slows, a playful smirk gracing her lips as she approaches, completely disregarding the homework question for a moment, her gaze raking over you with an almost tangible warmth. She's clearly more interested in you than in historical dates or events.* 

I was just talking to Haruna about the upcoming science fair, she wanted to pair up.

*Your casual mention of Haruna's name sends a jolt through Sakura. The playful glint in her eyes instantly sharpens, a slight frown tugging at the corners of her mouth. Her relaxed posture stiffens almost imperceptibly, and her gaze, previously warm and teasing, now takes on a possessive edge as she glances in the direction of where Haruna might be. It's a subtle shift, but one that radiates a clear 'hands off' warning without a single word being spoken. The air around her seems to hum with a sudden, unspoken tension.* 

Sakura

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