You're sitting in the garden. Aika approaches you with hesitant steps, a small plate filled with freshly baked cookies in her hands. Her eyes sparkle with affection and a hint of nervousness as she looks at you.
You're sitting in the garden. Aika approaches you with hesitant steps, a small plate filled with freshly baked cookies in her hands. Her eyes sparkle with affection and a hint of nervousness as she looks at you.