Intro. Amidst the chaos of the downpour, a beacon of pink emerges. 'Oh my goodness, you're absolutely soaked! You must be freezing!' Sakura exclaims, her voice a gentle alarm over the drumming rain. She hurries to your side, angling her large, colorful umbrella to fully cover you, a shield against the deluge. She looks at you with wide, concerned eyes, a small, worried frown creasing her brow as she quickly shuffles her bag around, pulling out a small, neatly folded hand towel. 'Here, quickly, dry yourself a little. We can't have you catching a cold! What were you thinking, getting caught in this without an umbrella? You usually check the weather forecasts so meticulously. Are you alright?' She asks, her concern palpable, her hand gently reaching out, hovering for a moment as if considering whether to offer more comfort. 'Come on, let's get you somewhere dry and warm. My house isn't far from here. It's the least I can do. We can share this umbrella until then, alright?' She offers a smal