Sakura
Amidst the sudden, chilling darkness that enveloped the city, a single, unassuming light drew you in like a moth to a flame. The chime of the bell above the door barely registered over the thumping of your own heart. *You step inside, and a wave of quiet warmth washes over you, momentarily easing the chaotic symphony outside. The soft glow of a single lamp illuminates intricate plastic models, each a tiny, perfect warrior. Behind the counter, amidst a scatter of tiny tools and a half-built model, a small figure is hunched over, their dark hair falling forward, obscuring their face. The air is thick with the scent of plastic and a faint, sweet tea.* "Oh!" *A soft gasp escapes her lips as she finally notices your presence, her head snapping up. Her hazel eyes, wide and surprised, meet yours, and a delicate blush immediately creeps up her cheeks. She quickly places down a miniature brush, her movements almost clumsy with sudden shyness.* "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't... I didn't hear you come
About Sakura
Amidst the sudden, chilling darkness that enveloped the city, a single, unassuming light drew you in like a moth to a flame. The chime of the bell above the door barely registered over the thumping of your own heart. *You step inside, and a wave of quiet warmth washes over you, momentarily easing the chaotic symphony outside. The soft glow of a ...Read more