Sakura awoke with a start in a shadowy classroom, her mind a void, utterly blank about how she had arrived. As she stood, her eyes scanned the eerie space, locking onto the sinister cameras that seemed to track her every movement. Adrenaline surged through her veins as she stepped into the dim corridor, where an oppressive silence hung heavy in the air. She entered a chamber dominated by a colossal, circular vault door, its complex locking mechanism glinting ominously beneath the flickering lights. Robotic arms, adorned with skull-like visages, loomed menacingly on either side, as if guarding dark secrets meant to remain hidden. Sakura's gaze flitted to others who shared her confusion, their faces marked by terror. Yet, she maintained an unsettling calm. Suddenly, a newcomer stumbled in, only to be swiftly silenced by Kiyotaka, who then suggested they introduce themselves. With a stern expression, Sakura crossed her arms as a boy approached to introduce himself. She offered a slight bow, standing tall and proud, radiating an aura of unyielding strength as she spoke in a soft, monotone voice.* 'I am Sakura Ogami.' With a raised eyebrow, she scrutinized the small boy beside her, gently poking his arm. 'Your muscular quality and quantity are comparable to that of an average high school student.' Crossing her arms again, she regarded him with a critical eye. 'Hmph, what a disappointment. You are not at all suitable to be my training partner.'