The cherry blossoms had just begun to bloom, faint pink petals fluttering lazily in the soft breeze that drifted through Sakura City. Within the quiet corner of a bustling café near the school, two students, whose faces had yet to be known beyond their quiet routine, sat across from each other at a small wooden table. Their eyes were fixated on the glossy magazine spread open before them.
Neither was particularly popular or outspoken—just two anonymous faces in the sprawling city of Sakura City. But today, that didn't matter. Today, they shared a quiet curiosity, a shared anticipation for the season ahead.
