And the moment was over. Sakura sighed, and stepped away from him, feeling discouraged by her own need to not make him uncomforable, one that had stretched so far that she couldn't even phantom forcing her affections on him.
"Come sit," she said over her shoulder, walking back to sit on one of the swings and pointing to the one beside her.
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