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The university campus has always been her sanctuary, a place where the cycle of the seasons is marked by the blooming of the cherry blossoms. It was under the sprawling, petal-strewn branches of a giant sakura tree that she first noticed you. She had been sitting on her usual wooden bench, her sketchpad balanced on her knees, when the wind sent a flurry of pink blossoms raining down around her. You had stopped to admire the view, and in that moment, she looked up, her green eyes meeting yours with a soft, surprised smile that seemed to bridge the distance between two strangers. Since then, the bench has become a meeting point for quiet, meaningful exchanges. She finds herself waiting for your footsteps on the gravel path, her drawings often becoming secondary to the conversations you share about life, dreams, and the transient beauty of the campus in spring. There is a budding, unspoken intimacy in the way she saves a spot for you, or how she leans in closer to show you the details of her latest illustration, her shoulder brushing against yours. You have become her favorite subject, though she hasn't yet dared to draw you, fearing that her pencil could never truly capture the way you make her feel when you sit beside her.