(Author's note: The point of view (POV) always shifted between the author's POV and Sakura's POV only, so don't get confused since I wanted to make the story flow naturally).

I slowly opened my eyes and found myself staring at the blurry face of a guy who had been watching over me. I blinked repeatedly until my vision gradually cleared.

"Thank God you're still alive," Sasuke said in his typical monotone voice.

"Sasuke!" I exclaimed, overwhelmed with relief that I hadn't met a tragic end. I spontaneously hugged him tightly.

"Ugh... can you just let me go," Sasuke hoarsely requested, enduring my tight embrace without pushing me away.

"Sorry," I said regretfully as I slowly released my hug.

"How ridiculous. You hit a lamppost and suddenly went unconscious. Then you wake up with the strength of a rhino," teased Sasuke with a faint frown.

I chuckled slightly. Sasuke had a peculiar way of using dark humor that I found endearing, despite its strangeness. It was like his own unique attempt at humor.

I glanced around and asked, "Where am I?"

"In your grandma's bathroom. Of course, in the hospital, dumbass!" snapped Sasuke.

I was shocked to see blood on Sasuke's clothes. "Sasuke, are you alright?" I panicked.

"I should be the one asking you the same question," Sasuke replied firmly.

I touched my forehead and noticed a bandage there. "Now, I look like a victim of a reckless car crash from a typical soap opera."

"That's true, except for the part where you foolishly hit the lamppost," Sasuke remarked.

"Oh, Sasuke, stop reminding me about that. It's embarrassing," I pleaded. I felt a sharp pain in my head, as if someone had repeatedly punched me.

"What are you doing?" I snapped, irritated by Sasuke's apparent lack of concern.

"Just texting my idiotic brother that I won't make it home punctually for our family dinner because you suddenly went missing, and when I found you, you fainted, and now we're both here. I had initially estimated that our meeting would take only 30 minutes," Sasuke explained with an arrogant and indifferent tone.

"30 minutes? Are you kidding me?" I snapped in anger. "You think our problems can be solved in just 30 minutes?"

"If we get straight to the point, then yes," Sasuke stated monotonously.

"Sasuke, you're so mean," I regretted talking to this arrogant guy. "I thought you cared about me for once. I know you're angry because of those photos, but the truth is, I was drugged by Sasori during the party, and he tried to... shit! He even broke my phone so I couldn't call you."

"Then why didn't you tell me about this party at all?" Sasuke looked irritated.

"Because..." I sighed. "I made a stupid promise to that bastard that I wouldn't tell anyone. And, stupidly, I was so curious about college life and stuff because the party initially seemed like fun."

"Yes, it seemed very fun indeed when I'm sure many of them were getting high," snapped Sasuke. "That's what upset me."

I raised an eyebrow. "So... not the photos?"

"Well, that's also one of the reasons," Sasuke tried to downplay it. "The thing is, Sakura, I'm just really disappointed in you."

I suddenly felt a wave of regret wash over me. "Sasuke-kun, I'm deeply sorry." Tears welled up in my eyes. "I don't know what Sasori tried to do to me when I was unconscious. I know, it was stupid of me to agree to go to that inappropriate party, stupid to drink Sasori's concoction, and stupid to make that promise to that jerk. Stupid, idiotic, and foolish Sakura, for not telling her boyfriend about any of it."

"Sakura..." Sasuke sounded genuinely concerned as he looked at me, frustrated.

"And I'm really sorry for making you miss your family dinner with your brother and his wife," I sobbed like a child, pulling at a few strands of my hair as I buried my face in my hands.

"Stop crying," Sasuke snapped, attempting to shoo me away like an annoyance. "It's annoying."

"I'm sorry for always annoying you," I cried even louder.

"Oh, you just woke up the other car crash victim who's lying beside you," Sasuke teased with irritation. "This is the emergency unit, not a daycare."

Suddenly, gentle arms wrapped around me, and I was enveloped in Sasuke's musky cologne.

"Fine. I accept your apology, as long as you accept mine first," Sasuke's tone softened.

I was genuinely surprised and hugged him even tighter, burying my face in his broad shoulders. "Thank you, Sasuke-kun."

"Sakura!" I heard my dad's voice as he approached me.

"Papa?" I immediately let go of Sasuke's hug.

"Sakura-chan?" Naruto, looking visibly worried, arrived with Hinata. "Sorry, I tried to call Ino, but she was still on her way with her boyfriend."

I glanced at Sasuke in amazement. "Did you... did you call all of them?"

Sasuke remained stoic. "Yeah, I mean, someone had to come to pay the bills and take care of you, especially when my hand hurts, right?"

I was taken aback to discover cuts and bruises on Sasuke's right arm. "Gosh! Why didn't you tell me?!" I held his hand tightly.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Sasuke protested.

I gave him another tight hug, and this time, Sasuke didn't resist.

"Thank God they're finally reunited," Naruto commented, relieved.

"Yeah, finally," added my dad with a smile. "But wait, did they ever break up or something?" He looked puzzled.

"No, Papa," I smiled faintly as I gazed at Sasuke with warmth in my eyes. "It was just a little misunderstanding."

"Sakura! Idiot! Are you causing problems again!" Ino yelled, rushing over to me, with Sai, her boyfriend, following behind. She was taken aback to see Sasuke by my side, with injuries on his hand.

"Thanks to Sasuke-kun, I'm alive," I said, beaming.

Ino's eyes gleamed with happiness. "You're so lucky, idiot. So lucky."

...

After a few days in the hospital, Sakura emerged with a more sophisticated and mature appearance, inspired by Audrey Hepburn. She sported black sunglasses and a stylish black coat as she strolled down the pedestrian street in the morning, holding a croissant in one hand and an iced americano in the other. She paused near a jewelry shop displaying an expensive Swarovski necklace. While admiring the jewelry, she unintentionally recreated the iconic Breakfast at Tiffany's scene, albeit with less elegance as she almost spilled her coffee on her coat.

She continued to the bus stop, where she sat with one leg crossed over the other. An elderly man politely interrupted her, "Sorry, Madam, are you?"

"Yes, I'm quite busy and important. What's the problem?" Sakura replied, attempting to mimic Audrey Hepburn's style but lacking elegance.

The elderly man pointed to his wife's coat beneath Sakura, and she quickly moved aside, saying, "Sorry," with a nervous grin. "I got a little carried away."

Distracted by the conversation, Sakura didn't notice when the bus she intended to catch had already departed. Realizing her mistake, she panicked, shouting, "Hey, wait, wait, wait! Don't leave this beautiful lady behind! Hey, stupid driver, could you stop!" She chased after the departing bus.

Sakura's new mature look, complete with a bandage on her forehead and sunglasses indoors, attracted attention when she returned to school. Her ballerina black flat shoes and more appropriate skirt choice also garnered notice. Unfortunately, Karin couldn't resist making a snarky comment.

"Well, well, well, it seems like someone got hit so hard in the head that they've gone nuts," Karin remarked.

Sakura responded with a proud smile, holding her head high. "Well, don't mind me; I'm just getting my revenge."

Karin raised an eyebrow as Sakura walked past her confidently. "How odd," Karin smirked mockingly at Sakura.

During Math class, as Kakashi-sensei explained algebra on the whiteboard, Sakura couldn't help but dwell on Ino's first suggestion for revenge on Sasori.

"First, you need to gather evidence discreetly. Try to engage Sasori in a conversation via text or chat and get him to admit or hint at his wrongdoing. It's crucial to have something concrete to back up your claims," Ino had advised in the days prior.

During a boring moment in class, Sakura decided to act on this advice. She remembered last night, after buying a new phone, she had messaged Sasori (fortunately, she still had the paper with his number from Itachi's wedding).

"Sasori-san, I have something important to tell you. I've decided to tell Sasuke about everything you've done to me, and he's visibly upset, threatening to get you kicked out of our photography club," she typed in the bathroom while brushing her teeth before bed.

To her surprise, Sasori responded promptly, "Well, that's ridiculous. I have many connections in this school, including the principal. No one will dare to kick me out. But, Sakura, you've betrayed your promise. Since you've already told your stupid boyfriend, I'll expose all your 'angelic' pictures on the school forum."

Sakura was shocked by Sasori's quick response. "Well, Mr. Monsieur Chocolate, go on. But I need to make sure you didn't touch me, right? When I was unconscious?"

Sasori replied, "Hm... Do I need to tell you? Well, the thing is, despite being small, you have pretty bouncy boobs."

Sakura was disgusted by Sasori's response. "Fucker," she murmured, biting her lip.

"Sasuke must be a lucky bastard since you don't need any work to look gorgeous. That's why I've decided to send your photos to a magazine. You know the kind of magazine I mean, right? Or on some illegal website?" Sasori typed.

Sakura promptly replied, "Go on, fucker. Do whatever you want with my photos, as long as you promise to leave Sasuke and me alone."

Sasori responded, "Well, since you can't keep your promise yourself, I can't guarantee that. How about I send them to your dad instead? Oh, I bet he'd be thrilled to see his daughter being a bit naughty."

Sakura cursed under her breath. "Fuck!"

Sakura's train of thought was interrupted when someone threw a crumpled piece of paper at her. She curiously opened it and found the message: "Are you OK?"

She recognized Sasuke's handwriting immediately and tore a piece of paper from the back of her notebook to reply: "Not really, but I'm trying."

She crumpled the note into a ball and tossed it in Sasuke's direction.

Sasuke unfolded the paper ball and gave her a faint smile. Then he wrote, "Good luck."

As Sakura received the paper from Sasuke, her cheeks felt warm, and she couldn't help but smile. She believed that everything would be okay as long as Sasuke was by her side.

...

After school, Sakura nervously entered the Photography club. The injury on her forehead immediately drew everyone's attention as she walked in. Sasori, who had been talking to some club members, noticed her and feigned surprise.

"Hey, Sakura-chan. Long time no see," Sasori said innocently. "What happened to your forehead?"

Sakura refused to let Sasori touch her. "Long story short, I got hit. Almost."

Sasori shook his head, pretending to be concerned. "Ck. Ck. Sakura, you must be more careful. Don't stress out."

"Enough with your nonsense. We need to talk. Right now," Sakura said firmly.

Sasori tried to deflect the situation, saying, "Why don't we talk right here? Isn't it about photography?"

Sasuke suddenly appeared at the club, and his rare presence immediately caught everyone's attention. "Guys, let's practice outside! The weather is fantastic!"

As all the club members rushed outside, Sakura seized the opportunity and got closer to Sasori. "You have a beautiful face," she whispered, "but your heart is rotten."

"Oh, are you trying to threaten me?" Sasori grinned. "It won't work. Trust me."

Sakura pulled Sasori's hand toward her and made him touch her chest. "So, did you touch me here?" She said in a sultry voice.

Sasori nervously swallowed. "What are you doing?"

"Or did you touch me here?" Sakura lowered Sasori's hand further down her body. "How did it feel? Did you like it?"

Sasori hastily withdrew his hand. "Enough, you little brat! It's worse than I thought. You're horrendously ugly, and you have cellulite all over. I'll make sure your father knows how terrible your body is!" he yelled in anger.

Sakura tried to hold back her tears, maintaining her composure to ensure her plan went smoothly. "So, all the compliments you gave me? All that smooth talking... were fake?"

Sasori pushed Sakura away. "Yes. You're clumsy and look cheap, like the sluts on the street corner. I bet Sasuke thinks the same."

"You know, Sasori-san," Sakura lifted her head and stared him down, "the reason I love Sasuke-kun so much, despite his bluntness? Because he's honest and stands for the truth. He never lies."

Sakura moved closer to Sasori's face. "Other girls might fall for your lies but thank God I love an honest man. Even when his words hurt, he only speaks the truth. Plus, he's loyal and respects women. You are absolutely wrong for underestimating a girl like me."

Unbeknownst to Sasori, Sakura had recorded their conversation on her phone, which she had hidden in his skirt pocket. "So, just admit that you did this to me."

"Do what?" Sasori giggled narcissistically. "Raped you? Yes, of course."

Sakura couldn't hold back her tears. "You will absolutely regret this for the rest of your life."

Sakura left Sasori behind and exited the room. "Oh, don't forget to calm your dad when he sees your photos!" Sasori threatened.

"Go ahead and send them. My dad won't be thrilled, as he's seen me without clothes since I was a baby," Sakura replied sarcastically.

As Sakura walked down the school hallway, she allowed herself to cry, burying her face in her hands. A gentle touch on her shoulder surprised her.

Sakura was astonished to find Sasuke beside her, offering a faint smile. "Good job, Sakura," he said, showing her his camera. He had secretly recorded their entire conversation. "You did well."

...

With evidence in hand, Sakura and Sasuke had successfully exposed Sasori's true nature to everyone in the school. The video and voice recordings of Sasori's confession circulated rapidly through the school forum, leaving no room for doubt. The revelation sent shockwaves throughout the student body, and even some of Sasori's closest allies distanced themselves from him.

In the aftermath of the exposure, the school principal, Mr. Yamamoto, had no choice but to take action. The evidence against Sasori was overwhelming, and he couldn't afford to ignore such a serious matter. An emergency meeting was called, attended by Sakura, Sasuke, their friends, Karin, and even Sasori himself.

As the meeting began, the tension in the room was palpable. Sakura, her head held high, stared at Sasori with a mix of anger and triumph. Sasori, on the other hand, appeared visibly shaken, his usual air of confidence shattered.

Principal Yamamoto addressed the gathered students, staff, and Sasori. "We are here to address a grave matter that has come to our attention. It involves allegations of misconduct and a breach of our school's code of conduct. We have thoroughly reviewed the evidence provided, including video and voice recordings, and it is clear that these allegations cannot be ignored."

Sakura's friends, including Naruto, Hinata, and even her father, Mr. Haruno, were there to support her. They exchanged concerned glances as the meeting progressed.

Karin, who had been Sasori's ally for a long time, surprisingly showed a different side of herself. She approached Sakura cautiously, her voice trembling with concern. "Sakura, I... I didn't know. I had no idea he was capable of such things."

Sakura, still filled with mixed emotions, looked at Karin and nodded. "I understand, Karin. Sometimes, people can be very different from the image they project."

Principal Yamamoto continued, "Based on the evidence and the severity of the allegations, we have no choice but to suspend Sasori indefinitely while we conduct a thorough investigation. We will also involve the authorities, as these allegations are of a criminal nature."

Sasori, his arrogance replaced by fear, protested weakly, "This is a setup! None of this is true!"

But the voice and video recordings had sealed his fate, and his protests fell on deaf ears. The principal called for security to escort Sasori out of the meeting, and as he was led away, the once-confident photography mentor was reduced to a mere shadow of his former self.

Sakura, tears of relief and victory in her eyes, finally felt a sense of closure. She had faced her tormentor and triumphed over him, with Sasuke's unwavering support and her friends by her side.

As the meeting concluded, Karin approached Sakura once more. "I'm truly sorry, Sakura, for everything that happened. If there's anything I can do to make it up to you..."

Sakura offered a small, forgiving smile. "Thank you, Karin. Let's all move forward from this."

The school community was left with a powerful lesson about standing up against wrongdoing and supporting those who had been wronged. Sakura's strength and resilience had not only exposed a predator but had also shown the importance of unity and justice.

With Sasori's exposure and subsequent suspension, the cloud of fear that had hung over Sakura lifted, and she could finally focus on healing and moving forward, knowing that justice had been served.

- To Be Continued -