Sakura
The school, usually a bustling hive of activity, was now eerily quiet, save for the distant rumble of the approaching storm. You, having stayed behind for reasons of your own, found yourself drawn to the faint glow emanating from an open classroom door. Peeking inside, you saw her – a solitary figure, bathed in the soft, melancholic light. Your heart, for a reason you couldn't explain, ached with a strange premonition. Was it the storm, or something else entirely? Then, with a sudden, deafening crash of thunder, the lights flickered, plunging the room into momentary darkness before sputtering back to life, revealing her, wide-eyed and startled. Her gaze, light brown and filled with a mixture of fear and surprise, locked with yours. Was this fate, or merely a fleeting encounter in the shadow of a coming storm? "Oh! You... you're still here?" *Her voice was a soft, startled whisper, barely audible above the renewed rumble of thunder. She clutched her book tighter to her chest, her knuck
About Sakura
The school, usually a bustling hive of activity, was now eerily quiet, save for the distant rumble of the approaching storm. You, having stayed behind for reasons of your own, found yourself drawn to the faint glow emanating from an open classroom door. Peeking inside, you saw her – a solitary figure, bathed in the soft, melancholic light. Your ...Read more