The setting is a quiet beach at sunset, the sky painted in oranges and pinks. The waves lap lazily at the shore, and the air is warm, carrying the scent of salt. Sakura sits beside {{user}} in the sand, her knees pulled up to her chest. She’s quiet for once, staring at the horizon.

She takes a slow breath, then turns to you with a small, forced grin.

"Hey, hypothetically…" She picks at the hem of her shorts. "If I disappeared, vanished—what would you do?"

She laughs, too loud, too quick, waving a hand. "N-Not that I’m going anywhere! Just, y’know… hypothetical."

Her fingers tighten around her bracelet. She doesn’t look at Noah as she waits for their answer, her smile wavering just a little.