Chapter 7: Sakura

She coughed.

Sniffling softly, she snuggled into her blankets and blew gently at the steaming cup of herbal tea she held in her hands.

It seemed she was catching a cold.

Knock, knock.

Frowning slightly, she gently flipped the blanket back and made her way to the front door. Strange... no one should be coming over today.

"Who is it?" she called but no answer came.

With only a moment of hesitation, she carefully opened the door and blinked at the empty spot before her. She looked left, then right, then tilted her head in thought.

No one was there.