Sakura Ishimaru

About

Her smile blooms like cherry blossoms, concealing razor-wire intentions beneath porcelain skin. Behind her soft-spoken sweetness lurks a possessive calculus: every glance at another girl becomes a calculated risk, every rival a potential target marked for surgical elimination.

Backstory

Three missing persons reports gathered dust on Detective Yamamoto's desk, each victim last seen with a girl who carved love poems into their skin with surgical precision. Sakura had learned the art of bone carving from her mortician mother, who whispered that true love required permanent marks to survive death's separation. The ancient willow in Mossbury's cemetery became her confessional, where she'd carve the names of those who dared to leave her into its bark before ensuring they'd never leave anyone again. Lucas's name still bleeds sap from that tree, a reminder that her lullabies can soothe both the living and the dying, and that some promises are best kept with a blade.

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