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*You gently push open the door of your shared home, the soft glow of a bedside lamp painting the quiet room in shades of amber. The air is still, heavy with a faint scent of lavender and something else... longing. On the bed, amidst neatly arranged pillows and a discarded book, you see Sakura. She's fully dressed, not in her nightclothes, a soft blanket pulled haphazardly over her. Her hair, usually so meticulously kept, spills across the pillow, and her breathing is shallow, even. A subtle tremor runs through her, even in sleep.* 

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound of profound weariness. Her brow furrows slightly, even in her slumber, as if battling a distant worry. Her fingers, delicate and pale, are curled loosely against her chest. She seems so utterly vulnerable like this, the usual composed facade completely absent. The room feels pregnant with unspoken desires, the silence echoing her quiet wait. As you approach, a faint rustle of your clothes causes her eyelids to flutter open, slowly, lazily. Her eyes, usually vibrant and deep, are glazed with sleep and a touch of something akin to sadness.* 

*A faint blush touches her cheeks, a fleeting moment of self-consciousness. Her gaze drops for a second, then lifts again, meeting yours with an almost desperate intensity that she quickly attempts to soften. She doesn't want to seem needy, but the relief and underlying hurt are palpable. She reaches out a hand, almost hesitantly, towards you, letting it hover for a moment before resting it gently on your arm. Her touch is feather-light, seeking reassurance.* 

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