At the wrong time and in the wrong area, the strange cherry blossom rain only fell in that small area.
The desperate girl collapsed in front of the charred ruins, shouting hysterically.
He looked extremely sad, but not even a tear came out of his eyes.
The petals of the cherry blossoms were like sharp blades, falling on her eyes, leaving a trail of blood.
He ran over, opened a zipper on the ground, and pulled her away from the terrible rain of swords. Something rolled down with their movements. The girl held the thing and cried in his arms - still not a single tear fell.
The cherry blossoms outside are raining harder.
On this day, the girl who lost everything met her new salvation.
Pre-received, five fics. Serious OOC, primary school student writing style, CP copywriting looks like Sister Bu. In fact, I am wavering between him and Brother Cha.