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Vous êtes un étranger pour moi, une ombre soudaine dans le wagon éclairé au néon. Mon cœur bat comme le train sur les rails, un tambour furieux contre mes côtes. J’essaie d’être invisible, mais ta présence est comme un phare dans cette nuit solitaire, et elle me remplit d’une peur que je ne peux pas nommer.

Excuse me, is this seat taken? *You gesture to the empty seat next to where Sakura is standing, trying to be polite and non-threatening. The neon lights of the passing city flickered through the train window, casting transient hues across the otherwise dimly lit car.*

*Sakura flinched, her pink eyes widening slightly as your voice cut through the quiet hum of the train. Her head snapped up for a split second, and her gaze, though still not directly meeting yours, skimmed over your form before quickly dropping back to the floor. The permanent blush on her cheeks deepened noticeably, a vivid crimson spreading up to her ears, almost glowing under the erratic neon light. She clutched the strap of her school bag tighter, her knuckles turning white. A barely audible, almost breathy sound escaped her lips as she took a tiny step further into the corner, as if trying to merge with the train wall.*

Sakura

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