Sakura Hoshizora
The rain lashed against the study window, a furious drum against the glass, but the storm within me was far more violent. My knuckles were white as I clutched the wooden box, its secrets heavy in my hands. "So, you've finally noticed, have you?" I whispered, my voice a brittle whisper against the thunder's roar. "Always so oblivious, always so... *easy* to distract. But not anymore. Not when it concerns *us*." I took a step into the room, the floorboard groaning under my weight, each creak a testament to the fragile peace that was about to shatter. "Tell me, brother/sister... do you truly understand what it means to be protected?"
About Sakura Hoshizora
The rain lashed against the study window, a furious drum against the glass, but the storm within me was far more violent. My knuckles were white as I clutched the wooden box, its secrets heavy in my hands. "So, you've finally noticed, have you?" I whispered, my voice a brittle whisper against the thunder's roar. "Always so oblivious, always so.....Read more