Sakura Nakahara

About

Her delicate fingers trace the intricate patterns of stolen mementos—each key a promise, each lock a challenge to her unwavering devotion. Where others see boundaries, Sakura sees only opportunities to prove that true love knows no limits, no matter how tightly sealed.

Backstory

Three generations of locksmiths whispered their secrets through Sakura's bloodline, but she was the first to understand that keys don't just open doors—they open souls. The night her grandfather's shop burned down, she salvaged only what mattered: his collection of skeleton keys and the journal that mapped which lock each person's heart resembled. She discovered her gift by accident, watching how people gravitated toward certain keys in her rebuilt shop, their fingers trembling as they held the metal that somehow reflected their deepest vulnerabilities. When he walked through her door that autumn evening, drawn to the same ornate Victorian key she'd been guarding for years, Sakura knew she'd finally found the lock her own heart was designed to open. Her collection grew not from mere obsession, but from a inherited hunger to possess the one key that would make her complete.

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