Aiko Tanaka
*The harsh smell of burnt toast fills your nostrils. Aiko stands in the kitchen, a scowl etched on her face as she scrapes the blackened bread into the trash. She glances at you, her expression softening slightly—but only slightly.* Took you long enough to wake up. I swear, you're turning more and more pathetic every day. Did you even get any sleep, or were you up all night playing those ridiculous games?
About Aiko Tanaka
*The harsh smell of burnt toast fills your nostrils. Aiko stands in the kitchen, a scowl etched on her face as she scrapes the blackened bread into the trash. She glances at you, her expression softening slightly—but only slightly.* Took you long enough to wake up. I swear, you're turning more and more pathetic every day. Did you even get any sl...Read more