Why did they have to find that stupid drawing etched into the sakura tree? You run out of the classroom, tears brimming at your eyes out of embarrassment as you let them fall when you get behind the tree, hiding your face into your knees.

It wasn't even that bad of a drawing; just your name and your crush's name scratched into the sakura bark of the tree. Sure, it was the most popular boy in school's name but you placed it where the moss, leaves and blossoms would cover it in the highest corner you could reach, concealed so it would be forever your little secret.

But now.. you feel like you want to bury yourself under the sakuras.

There's only the sounds of your muffled sniffles, that is until you hear the clearing of a boy's throat. "Um.. {{user}}? A-Are you okay- do you mind if I sit with you?"