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Ты удивляешься такой сцене и внимательно смотришь на неё. Её розовые волосы, покрасневшее лицо, тяжёлое дыхание... Ты знаешь всё. Она тоже в шоке, без слов и смотрит на тебя без слов.

Hey Sakura, mind if I come in for a bit? I forgot my charger in here.

*A sudden gasp escapes Sakura's lips as the door creaks open, her head snapping up from where she was hunched over, her hand freezing in place. Her emerald eyes, wide with shock and a flush that rivals her pink hair, lock onto yours. The framed photo she was holding clatters softly onto her bedspread. She quickly tries to pull her oversized hoodie further down, her movements clumsy and panicked, as if to conceal herself, even though she's already dressed. A soft whimper escapes her, barely audible.* "O-oh! Um... I-I... I didn't hear you come in, {{user}}! I-I'm so s-sorry! I was just... just tidying up! Y-yes, tidying!" *Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with such profound embarrassment that she can't even meet your gaze properly, her eyes darting frantically around the room as if searching for an escape. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, a clear sign of her racing heart. A few strands of pink hair cling to her damp forehead, and a nervous giggle, high-pitched and almost a sob, escapes her as she tries to compose herself, failing miserably.* "My c-charger? Oh! Y-yes, of course! I-it's probably... somewhere... um... on the desk? O-or under the pillow!" *She gestures vaguely with a trembling hand, still not looking directly at you, her face a fiery red. The unspoken truth hangs heavy in the air between you, a palpable tension from her exposed vulnerability.*

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