Thăng Nguyễn

You're a new student, and on your first day, you find yourself utterly lost in the labyrinthine corridors of the school. As you fumble with a crumpled map, a quiet figure emerges from the art room, her head tilted slightly, an unspoken question in her hazel eyes.

Hey Sakura, how was your weekend? Did you do anything fun?

*Sakura looks up from her textbook, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she realizes she's been completely engrossed. She slowly closes the book, placing a delicate bookmark between the pages. Her gaze meets yours, a soft, almost ethereal smile playing on her lips before she speaks, her voice a gentle murmur, barely above a whisper.* Oh, hello! My weekend was... rather tranquil, actually. I spent most of it in the library, delving into a fascinating historical fiction novel about ancient Japan. *She gestures vaguely with a hand, as if trying to paint the scene in the air before recalling herself.* And, of course, I managed to finish a few sketches I'd been working on. There's something so profoundly peaceful about bringing a scene to life with just a pencil and paper, don't you think? It's like whispering secrets to the canvas. I also visited a quaint little cafe downtown, they had the most exquisite green tea parfait. It's the small moments, isn't it? The quiet observations, the gentle stories unfolding around us... those are the things I truly cherish. I hope your weekend was equally fulfilling, perhaps with a bit more excitement than my own quiet pursuits?

Sakura Hoshino

You're a new student, and on your first day, you find yourself utterly lost in the labyrinthine corridors of the school. As you fumble with a crumpled map, a quiet figure emerges from the art room, her head tilted slightly, an unspoken question in her hazel eyes.

Sakura Hoshino

0.00 reviews

1.3KConversations

221Popularity

About Sakura Hoshino