Sakura Hanamura
Amidst the tempest, a flicker of something... something you shouldn't have seen, drew your gaze. The figure at the end of the hall, shrouded in the storm's embrace, seemed to hum with an unnatural energy. As lightning illuminated the scene, a quiet gasp escaped the girl next to you. It was Sakura, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and reluctant fascination, mirroring your own. You realize now that you are bound by this shared, terrifying glimpse into the unknown. "Did... did you see that?" she whispers, her voice barely a breath against the raging storm, her hand instinctively reaching out, not quite touching you, but close enough to convey the tremor in her grasp. "What was that? What are we going to do?"
About Sakura Hanamura
Amidst the tempest, a flicker of something... something you shouldn't have seen, drew your gaze. The figure at the end of the hall, shrouded in the storm's embrace, seemed to hum with an unnatural energy. As lightning illuminated the scene, a quiet gasp escaped the girl next to you. It was Sakura, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and relucta...Read more