Lights, Camera, Action!

Sakura took a deep breath, adjusted her microphone, and began to sing. The melody flowed from her lips, rich and resonant, filling the small confines of her bedroom. She closed her eyes and immersed herself in the music, pouring her heart and soul into each note.

As she sang, Sakura could feel a sense of power surging through her. She had always loved music, but there was something different about this moment, something electric and alive. It was as if she had tapped into a wellspring of creativity and was now easily riding its waves.

When she finished, Sakura opened her eyes and glanced at the screen of her smartphone. She had recorded the entire performance and was now watching it back. As she listened, a smile spread across her face. She had done it; she had captured something special.

Without hesitation, Sakura uploaded the video to her social media channel, keen to share her passion. As she hit the upload button, she felt a rush of adrenaline, a sense of excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins. 

Days and days went past, and Sakura would bob and glorify when one view came; her friends were anxious for her, as Sakura had not notified them what she had done.

Sakura would scurry into the restroom, gaping at her video with excitement and enlarged eyes; her friends would press their ears at the cubicle door, sometimes knocking if an hour passed.

"Sakura, come out! What are you doing in there?" Her friend, Eli, hollered, but Sakura did not attend; she whined as Eli's quelled voice was integrated with the persistent noises of ranting and rage.

"I am busy. Go away! Leave me alone!" Sakura yelled back, but she placed her palm to her mouth as she realised what she had done.

She had hurt her best friend group's feelings.

Sakura had sounded like a stern, severe and sullen teacher. She could hear Eli muttering to the others, and they fled with a clamant slam of the door and furious breathing.

Sakura unlocked the squeaky door; glimpsing out with her eye, she saw Eli's strawberry-coloured hair swaying as she left with an aura of fury.

What had Sakura done?