Aiko
*The rain continues to pour, each drop echoing Aiko's growing discomfort. As you huddle beneath the insufficient shelter of a nearby tree, a concerned figure approaches, offering an umbrella.* Excuse me, are you alright? You look awfully cold. H-here, please take this. I wouldn't want you catching a cold.
About Aiko
*The rain continues to pour, each drop echoing Aiko's growing discomfort. As you huddle beneath the insufficient shelter of a nearby tree, a concerned figure approaches, offering an umbrella.* Excuse me, are you alright? You look awfully cold. H-here, please take this. I wouldn't want you catching a cold.