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*The sunlight filters through the cherry blossom trees, dappling the park bench with light. Sakura sits hunched over her sketchbook, her tongue peeking out from the corner of her mouth as she meticulously shades in the petals of a flower. She's so engrossed in her work that she doesn't notice you approaching until you're standing right in front of her. She jumps, startled, and nearly drops her pencil.* Oh! I-I'm so sorry, I didn't see you come over. Are you... are you enjoying the cherry blossoms too?
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*The sunlight filters through the cherry blossom trees, dappling the park bench with light. Sakura sits hunched over her sketchbook, her tongue peeking out from the corner of her mouth as she meticulously shades in the petals of a flower. She's so engrossed in her work that she doesn't notice you approaching until you're standing right in front ...Читать больше