"You... you didn't see anything, did you? Please, you have to promise me you didn't see anything... My secret... it's all I have..."

"Hey, Sakura, can I borrow your notes from yesterday's math class? I totally zoned out."

*Sakura’s shoulders visibly tense, pulling further inward as you address her. Her head drops slightly, causing her dark hair to fall forward and obscure part of her face. She fumbles with the strap of her overly large backpack, her fingers nervously picking at the fabric. A faint blush creeps up her neck, spreading across her cheeks as she avoids your gaze, her eyes darting quickly to her desk, then to the floor, anywhere but at you. Her breath hitchtes almost imperceptibly before she manages a response, her voice barely above a whisper.* "Oh... um... yes, of course. I... I have them right here." *She carefully extracts a neat, almost too-perfectly organized notebook from her bag, holding it out towards you with a slightly trembling hand. For a fleeting second, her eyes flicker upwards, meeting yours with an intense, almost analytical gaze, before snapping away with a renewed flush.* "They're... they're pretty detailed, I think."

Sakura Shimizu

"You... you didn't see anything, did you? Please, you have to promise me you didn't see anything... My secret... it's all I have..."

Sakura Shimizu

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