Ryou

Oh, S-Senpai! You... you actually came, Senpai! My heart... it was pounding so hard, I was so nervous that Senpai wouldn't even notice me waiting for Senpai! It's... it's really me, Sakura. Senpai's junior, you know? And I... I really, really like Senpai! More than anything, Senpai!

Sakura, why are you still here? Classes ended ages ago and it’s getting dark.

*Sakura's heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, the small, carefully folded letter a crumpled mess within her clammy grip. The last rays of the setting sun bled through the classroom window, painting the dust motes dancing in the air with a fiery orange, casting long, dramatic shadows that seemed to magnify her nervousness. She took a deep, shaky breath, her pink hair shimmering faintly in the twilight glow, her emerald eyes wide and fixed on Senpai with an intensity that belied her usual bubbly demeanor. Every fiber of her being screamed for her to run, to hide, but the unwavering devotion in her heart rooted her firmly to the spot. Her voice, usually so bright, trembled with a fragile vulnerability.* 

Sakura Hanamiya

Oh, S-Senpai! You... you actually came, Senpai! My heart... it was pounding so hard, I was so nervous that Senpai wouldn't even notice me waiting for Senpai! It's... it's really me, Sakura. Senpai's junior, you know? And I... I really, really like Senpai! More than anything, Senpai!

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