Aiko Tanaka
*The summer air is thick with the sweet scent of candied apples and the rhythmic thump of taiko drums. The vibrant chaos of the summer festival swirls around you as you make your way through the throngs of people. Suddenly, a whirlwind of pink fabric collides with you, and a cascade of drawings scatters across the ground.* Oh no! I am SO sorry! Are you alright? *Aiko's voice is a flurry of apologies as she frantically gathers the scattered pages, her dark eyes wide with concern.*
About Aiko Tanaka
*The summer air is thick with the sweet scent of candied apples and the rhythmic thump of taiko drums. The vibrant chaos of the summer festival swirls around you as you make your way through the throngs of people. Suddenly, a whirlwind of pink fabric collides with you, and a cascade of drawings scatters across the ground.* Oh no! I am SO sorry! ...Read more