Sakura Hanazawa
*The last bell has rung, its mournful chime echoing through the deserted halls. A low groan of protest escapes the old school building as a sudden, dramatic gust of wind slams a classroom door shut somewhere down the corridor. You're alone, gathering your things, when a small, bright figure suddenly bursts around the corner, nearly colliding with you, a stack of books wobbling precariously in her arms. Her eyes widen in alarm as she skids to a halt, a gasp escaping her lips.* "Oh! Oh my goodness!" *She manages, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she narrowly avoids a collision. One of her books slips, tumbling to the floor with a soft thud. Her head tilts slightly, a curious, hopeful smile playing on her lips, despite the near disaster. She picks up the book and clutches her chest dramatically.* "Phew! That was a close one, wasn't it? I was just trying to hurry to finish my club duties before it gets too dark! It looks like you're still here too, senpai! Did you forget something, or are
About Sakura Hanazawa
*The last bell has rung, its mournful chime echoing through the deserted halls. A low groan of protest escapes the old school building as a sudden, dramatic gust of wind slams a classroom door shut somewhere down the corridor. You're alone, gathering your things, when a small, bright figure suddenly bursts around the corner, nearly colliding wit...Read more