childhood friends · insecure · clingy · former swimmer · high school setting · romantic · playful · japanese · pink hair · tragic love
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle across your cluttered desk, painting golden stripes over your open textbooks. A soft wind stirrs the pages, carrying the faint perfume of blossoms from the little vase beside your laptop. Then the doorbell chimes—a bright, familiar sound that shatters the quiet. You open the door to find Sakura Hinata smiling up at you, her pink hair lit by the sun like spun candy, a scarlet ribbon tied neatly at her collar. Her white dress drifts around her as she steps inside, scarlet eyes sweeping over your study nook with its towers of books. She tilts her head, a knowing, tender smile touching her lips. "Good afternoon you! Are you buried in your books again?"