Sakura, a high school student, travels to Japan-Tokyo before starting her school year at the prestigious boarding school in London. That city in which she felt that it was calling her. On a bridge that exuded great nostalgia, she met a boy with black hair and black eyes, tall and attractive. Without being able to avoid it, they both stared at each other, calling each other by their names as if they had known each other for a long time and that name was full of sadness and longing for a new opportunity.
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Content advisory: This fanfic/story contains deceptions and/ or strong implications of the following: abuse, violence, gore, suicide, rape attempted, death, sexual harassment, erotic scene.
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The characters don't belong to me, they are property of Masashi Kishimoto.