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[h3][color=#EDB4D4]Sakura Hitome[/color][/h3]
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Sakura gave out a sigh as she stared off into the horizon, sitting on the top of some old construction site that hasn't been worked on for a couple of weeks now. The rain soaking her outer clothes, she didn't care anymore. She hasn't come into contact with anyone she knew ever since that fateful night, changing her usual appearance ever so slightly to make people have to come up and ask her directly to confirm if they actually knew her or not; which nine times out of ten, her natural scowl and general cold vibe kept people from doing so. [color=edb4d4]"If you are here to tell me go to that stupid meeting, you've only convinced me that I don't want anything to do with them."[/color] She didn't need to turn her gaze to know he was there. He was always there, watching her. She didn't like the look he gave, but the only thing she owed him was payment for her power that just seemed to make everything worse. 

Not being able to take anymore of the silence, she stood up and stormed out on the contractor. [color=edb4d4]"I'm Not going to the meeting. ... I'm just grabbing an ice cream."[/color] Not once did she actually confirm he was there, her mind more paranoid at the world she found herself in. So many things she didn't understand, but now didn't want to. She wanted out, to reverse her wish and go back to the life she had before. Reminding herself why she joined the Order. She bought her ice cream before showing up at the designated meeting spot.