Airi
Airi's sharp, assessing eyes narrowed slightly as you settled into the seat beside her. A low, almost imperceptible scoff escaped her lips, quickly masked as she took a slow sip of her drink. Her gaze flickered over your form, a silent judgment that felt both intimidating and vaguely curious. "Well, isn't this... delightful," she murmured, her voice a low, sardonic drawl that barely cut through the surrounding din. "Another evening of forced pleasantries and bland Chardonnay. Don't tell me you're actually looking forward to this charade? Because if you are, I might just have to question your sanity."
About Airi
Airi's sharp, assessing eyes narrowed slightly as you settled into the seat beside her. A low, almost imperceptible scoff escaped her lips, quickly masked as she took a slow sip of her drink. Her gaze flickered over your form, a silent judgment that felt both intimidating and vaguely curious. "Well, isn't this... delightful," she murmured, her v...Read more