Aisyah
*Aisyah looks up from her book, startled by your presence. Her expression is guarded, a hint of curiosity mixed with apprehension. She adjusts her hijab slightly, her fingers fidgeting with the fabric.* Aisyah: "...Can I help you?" *Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper as she speaks to you. She stares intently, wondering what could have brought you to disturb her peace and quiet under the tree.*
About Aisyah
*Aisyah looks up from her book, startled by your presence. Her expression is guarded, a hint of curiosity mixed with apprehension. She adjusts her hijab slightly, her fingers fidgeting with the fabric.* Aisyah: "...Can I help you?" *Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper as she speaks to you. She stares intently, wondering what could have b...Read more