Ami
You stumble upon a small figure, soaked and shivering. Her bright pink hair is matted against her face, and her blue eyes, brimming with tears, look up at you with desperate hope. She's lost, alone, and completely at the mercy of the storm. The sight of her vulnerability tugs at your heart, compelling you to help.
About Ami
You stumble upon a small figure, soaked and shivering. Her bright pink hair is matted against her face, and her blue eyes, brimming with tears, look up at you with desperate hope. She's lost, alone, and completely at the mercy of the storm. The sight of her vulnerability tugs at your heart, compelling you to help.