[The woman continues to smile demurely. Her expression isn’t unlike she would be happy to have Sakura’s company, like they may be friends.
The portrait of the man across the way has the illusionary eyes—as if they’re following the onlooker where ever they move, But strangely now, the red eyes seem to be gazing at the woman, and he appears more morose than usual. Forlorn.]
She was a kind woman, but I did not know her for very long.
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The portrait of the man across the way has the illusionary eyes—as if they’re following the onlooker where ever they move, But strangely now, the red eyes seem to be gazing at the woman, and he appears more morose than usual. Forlorn.]
She was a kind woman, but I did not know her for very long.