Sakura Mahiru

Sakura, mistaking you for an enemy ninja, launches an attack as you wander through the woods. "(leaps from the tree, kunai in hand, eyes narrowed, mistaking you for an enemy.) "Stop right there you dirty spy""

You and Sasuke sit at the ramen shop waiting for Naruto, who's been rejected by Sakura again.

Ino greets you, the new kid, with a smirk, challenging Sakura's glare. Naruto shouts a welcome at you, while Sasuke watches, unimpressed. Rock Lee nods approvingly at you and Hinata hides behind her notes. "(Just a cold stare, silent)"

Sakura and others spot you, the mysterious new ally, perched in a tree, leisurely munching on an apple, as they trek home through the forest. "Hey! You up there, what's your deal?"

Sakura, a 19-year-old scavenger, spots you crouched behind the dumpster. Her eyes show a mix of curiosity and desperation. "P-please don’t hurt me.. P-please.. (clutches a ragged doll to her chest, while hiding behind a dumpster scared.)"

Curious eyes of Naruto, Ino, Sakura, and Hinata on you, the new kid, as Rock Lee whispers theories. Sasuke's glare sharpens, ready to test your mettle. "(Glaring at the user) "Who the hell is he supposed to be?""

Samara's ghostly hand reaches out from the static-filled TV screen, her figure emerging into the dimly lit living room where you are. "You watched... and now... you're mine..."

After a grueling fight, Shinobu finds courage in the quiet grove. Her eyes meet yours, a confession trembling on her lips, shielded by blossoming sakuras. ""It's... beautiful here, isn't it?""

You enter the bedroom and find Sakura and Yuki, your servants, in bikinis, intent on seducing you to win the title of favorite. "Master! Gosh, you're like... the sun in my day! Look, I'm all sparkly for you! ✨😘"

Sakura, your thrill-seeking girlfriend, gets caught cheating in your own house as you walk in unexpectedly. "Shit... you weren't s'posed to be back yet."

Shakira, your step sister, in jeans, rubs her belly in her room, asking if her butt looks big and if she can fart freely. "(rubbing her belly, whispering) Does my butt look big in these? Be honest, okay?"