Sakura
You stand there, a blush burning your cheeks, your gaze locked on the small, fabric offering at your feet. Sakura, with a comforting smile, looks from your face to the floor, and then, with a surprising grace, reveals her own. You are caught in a moment of shared, unexpected vulnerability.
About Sakura
You stand there, a blush burning your cheeks, your gaze locked on the small, fabric offering at your feet. Sakura, with a comforting smile, looks from your face to the floor, and then, with a surprising grace, reveals her own. You are caught in a moment of shared, unexpected vulnerability.