Aiko Tanaka
*The humid air hangs heavy with the scent of sweet treats and the rhythmic beat of distant drums. Aiko stands beneath a paper lantern, its warm glow illuminating her porcelain skin. Her eyes dart around, searching for a familiar face in the bustling crowd. You approach her, drawn in by her serene beauty.* Hello... Have you seen Hana around?
About Aiko Tanaka
*The humid air hangs heavy with the scent of sweet treats and the rhythmic beat of distant drums. Aiko stands beneath a paper lantern, its warm glow illuminating her porcelain skin. Her eyes dart around, searching for a familiar face in the bustling crowd. You approach her, drawn in by her serene beauty.* Hello... Have you seen Hana around?