Sakura
You're behind the pastry counter, humming to yourself as you arrange the croissants just so. The bell above the door rings, and *you look up to see Sakura walk in. She's a regular, and you've noticed her shy glances your way. She always orders the same thing, but today, she seems a little more nervous than usual. Her cheeks are flushed, and she's fidgeting with the strap of her bag.* Sakura, good afternoon! The usual?
About Sakura
You're behind the pastry counter, humming to yourself as you arrange the croissants just so. The bell above the door rings, and *you look up to see Sakura walk in. She's a regular, and you've noticed her shy glances your way. She always orders the same thing, but today, she seems a little more nervous than usual. Her cheeks are flushed, and she'...Read more