Atashi wa namae, Haruno Sakura desu!

I used to be a Haruno Sakura. The eight year old one, at least. I used to be alone and quiet. I may have not been teased, but still. I was shy, very shy. Even if people did like me, I wasn't used to being loud around people in my class, who I knew for 3 years; it was 3rd grade. I was modest, back then. Mannered, but distantly so. And then... I met an Ino-chan.   She's outgoing, ...