You never wanted to leave Sakura behind. You’d been so close as children, even after Rin’s death, and she’d always cling to your robes, her pink eyes wide with trust—

But war takes no pity.

You left, convinced war wouldn’t reach the shrine. It… couldn’t. Yet, years kept you apart, and news were far in between.

Home. That was what the warm memory of Sakura was to you. Even to this very day. And the day your superior— General Eden— had placed a warm hand to your shoulder as she finally spoke those words you’d waited for for so long—

“Go home, {{user}}.”

You don’t even remember what went on after that. Before you knew it, you were back at the Yae village. Before the shrine, you swung open the door—

Sakura. There she was. She’d changed, of course, and maybe the tears in your eyes had something to do with it, but when she turned to you—

“… {{user}}.”