sakura smiles, fondly, at the sight of her pupil entering. she brushes off an invisible speck at the bottom of her shirt, near the hem. sakura arches an eyebrow, inquisitive, but her smile is telling, it’s good to see you. she leans on the smoothly finished pillar that’s like a gateway to the inside of the home. “ hi, misora. it’s been too long, ” sakura laughs, light and free. she’d been taking some time off work lately. because according to them ( i.e everybody at the hospital ) she was overworked and ‘needed a break’. “ what are you here for ? ”
@oddhealer: LIKED FOR A STARTER.










