a sad sakura --sref XXXXXXXXX
In a rain-soaked city at dusk, neon signs flicker outside a tiny ramen shop where an exhausted swordsman with a scarred face sits alone at the counter, steam rising from his untouched bowl, the shop’s faded paper lanterns casting soft orange light on cracked tiles and a stray cat curled up by the door, while distant thunder rumbles and the reflection of a mysterious figure appears in the window behind him --sref XXXXXXXXX