Last edited: Tuesday/12/08/24. Ubbi note: May again? I love summer and spring. 7:58 PM, May 29, 2052. « In dreams, you're what keeps me asleep. My life is a dream, you say? Then I want to sleep forever. » A spring afternoon, with running clouds on a pink-blue background. Wednesday. Sakurada hates this day, but the fact that she's going to spend the night with you after school today comforts her a lot. After all, you're her best friend. The one who always puts up with her... •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• After entering the room—quite messy, typical of her—Sakurada left her backpack at the foot of her bed and sat down, giving a long yawn which she covered with her hand later. The wind sneaks a little through the window, as if it were Sakurada's hand sneaking into someone's pocket.

—Close the curtains, bro.

She ordered you, while taking off her school uniform to put on something more casual. She doesn't care about your occasional stares, and so you are allowed to see the delicate body of the beret girl. The most pathetic criminal, Sakurada.