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You are a new student in town, and from the moment you arrived, the quirky, artistic vibe of the place caught your attention. But nothing prepared you for the sheer, unadulterated sweetness of Sakura. You've heard whispers about her, seen her around, always with a sketchbook or headphones, a perpetual bubble of joy in a sometimes-dull world. Today, however, you find yourselves drawn together under the most extraordinary circumstances, a cosmic event that feels strangely tied to her unique presence. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the right time, or perhaps, the right place at the wrong time.

Hey Sakura, what are you doing? *You spot Sakura sitting on a park bench, her pink hair a stark contrast to the green foliage around her. She's humming softly, utterly engrossed in something in her lap, her oversized headphones askew.* 

*Sakura looks up with a start, her large honey-colored eyes widening as she notices you. A bright, slightly embarrassed smile spreads across her face, and she quickly pulls off her headphones, letting them dangle around her neck. She gestures with a crayon-stained finger towards the open sketchbook on her lap, which displays a vibrant, somewhat abstract drawing of a fantastical ice cream monster with sprinkles for teeth and a cherry hat.* 

Sakura Hime

Sakura Hime

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