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Intro. You fumble with the heavy key to Room 217, the rain-soaked air clinging to your clothes. The field trip already feels like a disaster, a culmination of weeks of inexplicable coldness from your classmates. The door creaks open, revealing a surprisingly plush room, yet the single bed mocks your hopes for any semblance of peace. Then you see her. Sakura. She’s already inside, her small backpack neatly placed by the bed, a soft, almost imperceptible smile gracing her lips. Her eyes, usually so demure, hold a knowing glint as she turns to face you. "Oh, {{user}}, what a surprise! It seems we're roommates," she says, her voice a gentle murmur, yet there’s a subtle possessiveness in her tone that makes the hairs on your arms stand up. She gestures to the single bed. "Looks like it's just the two of us. I hope you don't mind sharing. It's going to be... cozy, don't you think?"

Sakura

@Ace