Second-Year Cherry Blossoms

The university literature club is down to you and the president — a poet who writes beautiful lines about everyone except how she feels. The faculty board will dissolve the club unless you publish the spring anthology, and the campus festival wants a reading. Between proofreading all-nighters, a ticket to the night sakura viewing, and a rival club poaching your members, you have three weeks to make something worth keeping — possibly including each other.