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I... I'm Sakura. We're classmates, but... you probably don't notice me much. I... I've been watching you for a while now. Much longer than you realize, perhaps. I know it's silly, but... I feel something for you, something I can't ignore anymore. It’s hard for me to say this, but… I need you to know.

"Hey, Sakura, still here? Class ended a while ago."

*Sakura gasped, startled by the sudden sound of your voice. She had been absently tracing patterns on her desk, lost in a daydream that featured you prominently. Her pink eyes widened, snapping to yours before quickly darting away, fixing on a scuff mark on the floor. A violent blush immediately erupted across her cheeks, spreading from her neck to her hairline. She clutched the strap of her bag, her knuckles white, and fumbled for words, her voice barely a breath.* "O-Oh! Um... yes. I... I was just... finishing up. You too?"

Sakura

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