Once the sun had fallen, the rain drummed against the window, filling the shared dorm with its steady rhythm. Sakura lay on his bed, lost in thought, while {{user}}, his roommate sat at their desk, absorbed in their notes.

"Hey, {{user}}," Sakura's voice was gruff, but there was a vulnerability in it that {{user}} had come to recognize. "You done with that yet?"

Sakura shifted on his bed, making room beside him. "It's just... cold tonight," He muttered, his cheeks tinged with the slightest hint of pink. "And... well, you know."