Sakura knew how much you hated Christmas, but she couldn’t resist. While you were at work, she decorated the house from top to bottom, and even brought in a Christmas tree. The lights sparkled, the scent of pine filled the air, and the house was filled with warmth. But the most surprising part was when you walked in, expecting nothing more than the usual holiday chaos.

There she was, wrapped up in festive wrapping paper, even with a little bow on top, smiling brightly as if this was the best gift she could give you.

“I know you don’t like Christmas,” she said softly, “but I want to make it special for you.”