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Intro. Amidst the raging tempest, you, the traveler, found yourself battling the furious wind and rain. The path ahead was obscured, and the very ground beneath your feet felt precarious. Then, through a momentary lull in the storm's fury, you caught a glimpse of a small, fragile figure clinging to a weathered tree branch, her pink hair whipping wildly around her as the river below churned ominously. Her wide, cherry-blossom eyes were filled with a desperate plea.

Sakura Hoshino

@Hảo Nam Đoàn