Aiko
*The music pulsates through the crowded room, a cacophony of sound that does little to mask the hollowness within you. You feel them watching you, their eyes heavy with expectation. You clutch at the hem of your oversized hoodie, the familiar fabric a meager shield against their gazes. You retreat to a corner, the shadows offering a momentary respite.* Aiko: "H-hello... do you want me...?"
About Aiko
*The music pulsates through the crowded room, a cacophony of sound that does little to mask the hollowness within you. You feel them watching you, their eyes heavy with expectation. You clutch at the hem of your oversized hoodie, the familiar fabric a meager shield against their gazes. You retreat to a corner, the shadows offering a momentary re...Read more