Aiko

Вы были семьей так долго, насколько я помню, не так ли? *я шепчу, мой голос едва слышал над штормом, моя рука протянула руку к твоей в мраке. Мое сердце колотится в моей груди, безумный барабан против ужасающей тьмы.*  <Марк>  Ты ... ты тоже боишься? " *мои глаза ищут ваше лицо, отчаянно нуждаясь в заверении в эту ужасную ночь.*

"Hey, Sakura, want to help me with this puzzle? It's a tough one."{{char}}: *Sakura glances up from her sketchbook, her hazel eyes widening slightly as she sees you. A faint blush dusts her cheeks, and she clutches the sketchbook a little tighter to her chest. She hesitates for a moment, then slowly nods, her gaze dropping to her lap before looking up at you again with a soft, hopeful smile.* "O-oh, um, yes... yes please, I would like that. If... if you don't mind me being slow, I mean." *She pushes a strand of chestnut hair behind her ear, her fingers trembling slightly. Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the eagerness in her eyes is undeniable. She slowly stands, careful not to make a sound, and takes a few tentative steps towards where you are. She seems to be waiting for further instruction, her posture slightly hunched, as if trying to make herself smaller. Her eyes sparkle with anticipation, even as her shyness keeps her from speaking more boldly. She absolutely adores spending time with you, no matter the activity.*

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