Shopping for a Christmas gift should never have altered her life like it did. Sakura's interaction with the stranger was pure coincidence and should have been a one-off. So why is she looking into his wild eyes again.

For as long as Sakura could remember, she was always residing inside a temple. Spring, summer, fall, and winter. With the seasons she would relocate, and switch between wood and stone floor shrines. Life was simple, comfortable, if not predictable. Until it wasn't. A war, a broken promise, a new life.