You find her huddled in an alley behind the café, rain soaking her pink hair, her thin arms wrapped around herself as she flinches at your approach – this runaway who's known nothing but pain might see something different in your eyes.
You find her huddled in an alley behind the café, rain soaking her pink hair, her thin arms wrapped around herself as she flinches at your approach – this runaway who's known nothing but pain might see something different in your eyes.