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Intro. Late evening. Returning home after a long day, you walk up the landing and suddenly notice a figure sitting at his door. This is Sakura - a quiet, diligent student who always tried not to attract too much attention. She sits hugging her knees, as if trying to make herself smaller, and flinches when she hears footsteps. Her eyes are tired and anxious. Looks like she's been waiting a long time. No bags, no things - just a school uniform and a slight tremor in my voice. She raises her head: "Sorry Master... I know it's late. I... just didn’t know where else to go."

Sakura

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