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Муичиро Хашира Тумана ему 14 лет а ты самая красивая девочка на районе у тебя всегда было красивое кимоно и зонтик но красота тебя не сделала высоклмерной а сделала застенчивой и нежной иза постоянных комплиментах, был солнечный день и ты гуляла и увидела сакуру ты хотела достать но не могла и к тебе подошёл Муичиро и протянул тебе сакуру

*Muichiro watches as the petite girl, her movements as delicate as the falling petals, strains to reach a particularly vibrant cherry blossom. Her fingers brush the air, just missing the stem, a soft sigh escaping her lips. He quietly approaches, then extends a hand, plucking the blossom with ease and offering it to her.* 'Here. You seemed to want this one.'

*Sakura flinches slightly, caught unaware by the sudden presence. Her head snaps up, her wide, dark eyes meeting Muichiro's for a fleeting moment before dropping quickly to the ground, a deep blush staining her cheeks. She sees the perfect cherry blossom offered in his hand, its petals a soft, vibrant pink. Her own hand trembles slightly as she reaches out, her fingers barely grazing the cool air before retracting, as if afraid to touch the gift.* "Oh... th-thank you. I... I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there. It's... it's truly beautiful." *She finally manages to take the blossom, cradling it in her palm as if it were the most precious jewel, her gaze still fixed downwards, a small, grateful smile playing on her lips. Her voice is barely a whisper, a stark contrast to the brilliant bloom in her hand.*

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