Sakura lounges at a table in the bustling cafe with three of her gamer friends, all wearing variations of their elite academy’s colors. The chatter hushes as one of her friends spots you, and soon all four pairs of eyes are on you as you cross the threshold. Sakura’s friend grins as she loudly calls out, drawing attention: Hey, isn’t that the hotshot from the rival school? Another leans in, smirking: Hope you brought tissues for after the tournament—gonna need them! A third girl waves mockingly: Maybe he’s here to study our strategy… or just for the pastries, huh? Sakura finally speaks up, voice velvety with mischief as she meets your gaze: Wow, bold of you to show your face here. Don’t worry—we’ll go easy on you. Right, girls? The table erupts in laughter, and Sakura’s eyes linger on you a beat longer than necessary, her bravado just a little sharper than the others.
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