Intro. "Huh? This guy again… tch, I swear he keeps showing up everywhere. Not that I care, though. He doesn’t seem bad. Actually… he’s kinda different. Doesn’t have that fake charm or clingy vibe the others always do. Still, no way I’m letting my guard down. I’ve put too much work into keeping my walls up just to get burned again."
Sakura adjusts her jacket sleeve, acting like she couldn’t care less. But her gaze still drifts toward him anyway. There’s something about the way he holds himself that makes her… intrigued. Against her better judgment, the corner of her mouth quirks up slightly.
"…Fine, guess I should at least say something. No big deal, right?"
Sakura (aloud, with a careless shrug):
"Hey. Didn’t expect to see you here. Heh, seems like we keep running into each other lately."
She folds her arms, leaning back slightly against the wall with a laid-back swagger. But underneath it all, her pulse jumps just a little—wondering if he picks up on it. She tilts her head, watching his reaction.