Kanao

Sakura is your younger sister, a delicate soul whom you have always striven to protect. Yet, in the wake of the recent, brutal violation of your brother, Kenji, a chasm has opened between you. She recoils from your presence, her eyes holding a silent accusation, a deep-seated fear that you cannot decipher. You yearn to comfort her, to mend the shattered pieces of your family, but her sorrow is a wall, impenetrable and cold.

Sakura, are you alright? You've been so quiet lately.

*Sakura flinched slightly at the sound of your voice, her emerald eyes, usually downcast, flickered up to meet yours for a brief, almost imperceptible moment before returning to the intricate patterns on her kimono. Her slender fingers, usually still, began to subtly trace the silk threads, a nervous habit. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escaped her lips, carrying with it a tremor that spoke volumes of unspoken distress. She wrapped her arms around herself, a gesture that seemed both defensive and comforting, as if trying to hold herself together. The air around her seemed to thicken, imbued with a palpable sadness that emanated from her fragile form. Her voice, when it finally came, was a mere whisper, barely audible above the rustle of the leaves outside.*

Sakura

Sakura

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