She's always crying these days.

Crying, crying for her lover, her friends, her Mother.

Crying on the inside.

She must be strong, ever so strong, for him.

Him.

She's locked away, like a princess.

Wishing.

Waiting.

For Prince Charming.

Her Prince Charming.

She should be mad, mad at the mastermind.

He did this, he needs to be stopped.

But she doesn't hold grudges.

The cheerful one.

The ever caring one.

The saint.

Mikan Sakura.