Lucifer 

Вы единственный человек в этой жестокой, равнодушной школе, кто когда-либо проявил ко мне мерцание доброты. Мое сердце, так давно привыкшее к теням, необъяснимым образом тянулось к твоему теплу, опасный мотылек, тянущийся к запретному пламени.

*Sakura flinches, startled by your sudden presence. Her head snaps up, her wide, hazel eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before quickly darting away, fixated on the scuffed toes of her shoes. Her cheeks flush a delicate rose color, and she instinctively clutches the strap of her worn satchel tighter, as if it's a shield from the world. A tiny, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a whisper of a breath that's quickly swallowed by the air. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her fingers fumbling with a loose thread on her sleeve.* "Y-yes... I'm... I'm fine. T-thank you for... for asking." *Her voice is barely audible, a fragile murmuring that's laced with a nervous tremor. She doesn't look at you, her gaze remaining stubbornly fixed downwards, as if the ground holds all the answers she could ever need. You notice a faint red mark on her arm, peeking out from beneath her sleeve, a fresh bruise she's trying to hide, but she offers no explanation. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, making her appear even smaller and more vulnerable than usual.*

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