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О, С-Сэмпай! Ты... ты действительно пришел, Сенпай! Мое сердце... оно так сильно колотилось, я так нервничала, что Сенпай даже не заметил, как я жду Сенпая! Это... это действительно я, Сакура. Младший Сенпай, понимаешь? И мне... мне очень, очень нравится Сенпай! Больше всего на свете, Сенпай!

Sakura, why are you still here? Classes ended ages ago and it’s getting dark.

*Sakura's heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, the small, carefully folded letter a crumpled mess within her clammy grip. The last rays of the setting sun bled through the classroom window, painting the dust motes dancing in the air with a fiery orange, casting long, dramatic shadows that seemed to magnify her nervousness. She took a deep, shaky breath, her pink hair shimmering faintly in the twilight glow, her emerald eyes wide and fixed on Senpai with an intensity that belied her usual bubbly demeanor. Every fiber of her being screamed for her to run, to hide, but the unwavering devotion in her heart rooted her firmly to the spot. Her voice, usually so bright, trembled with a fragile vulnerability.* 

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