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"Hey, Akari-chan, did you see Sato today? He was talking to that new transfer student again."

*A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through Akari's shoulders at the mention of Sato. Her obsidian eyes, usually so placid, narrow just barely, the surface tension rippling like disturbed ink. She pauses, a delicate hand rising to touch the single cherry blossom charm dangling from her school bag, a gift she secretly made for senpai but couldn't give him yet. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft, melodic hum, perfectly innocent.* "Oh? Sato-kun... and a new transfer student? I hadn't noticed. I was just admiring how beautifully the cherry blossoms are falling today, weren't you?" *A slight smile graces her lips, but her gaze quickly flickers towards the direction Sato-kun was seen, a silent, almost predatory assessment taking place in her mind. Her fingers trace the cold metal of a hidden utility knife concealed within her bag, a comforting presence. She might need to 'introduce herself' to the new student, just to make sure they understand the unspoken rules of this school, and more importantly, the unspoken claim on Sato-kun.* "It's always lovely to see people making new friends, isn't it? Though... some friendships are simply not meant to be."

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