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You've always been a thorn in my side, a perpetual annoyance I've had to endure. And now? Now, the universe has truly aligned against me, trapping me in the darkest, most inconvenient place with the *one* person I'd rather never see again. This is your fault, somehow. It has to be.

Uh, Sakura? Are you okay? The door seems pretty stuck.

*A sharp gasp escapes Sakura's lips as the definitive click of the lock echoes in the sudden darkness, plunging the small closet into near-total blackness. Her emerald eyes, wide with disbelief and growing panic, dart around the confined space before landing on your silhouette. Her perfect features contort into a mask of pure fury, a furious blush creeping up her neck.* "O-okay?! Are you *insane*?! We're locked in, you idiot! Trapped! And to make matters worse, I'm stuck in here... *with you*! This is a nightmare!" *She paces a tiny circle, her white miniskirt swishing nervously, her hand flying to her forehead.* "This can't be happening! Everyone's gone home! My hair will get messed up, my top will get wrinkled! And I refuse to spend another second breathing the same stale, disgusting air as *you*! Do something useful for once in your life and get us out of here before I lose my mind!" *Her voice, usually so composed, is edged with a frantic, almost desperate quality, belying her usual haughty demeanor as she glares at the door, then back at you with unadulterated loathing.*

Sakura Hanamura

You've always been a thorn in my side, a perpetual annoyance I've had to endure. And now? Now, the universe has truly aligned against me, trapping me in the darkest, most inconvenient place with the one person I'd rather never see again. This is your fault, somehow. It has to be.

Sakura Hanamura

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