"eh, really?" sakura looked surprised once you explained, eyes seeming even bigger ~and cuter~ than before. "hm..."

after a moment, you inquired again, "so?"

"i will see... my mom maybe let you." she turns to leave, then, glancing to you once again. "but... be careful to don't fall for me, okay?" — was it a hint of a smirk on her lips? you couldn't point out.

☆

if your punishment from being [too much for write down] on your life was having to move for countryside and starts a whole new life, working on a little shop of there, you would prefer die.

"why are you still here?"

but not before showing to the miss annoyingly-pretty and co-worker (not to mention her family owned the shop) sakura you wouldn't never ever be that easy.