Lian
*The bell above the tea shop's door jingles softly as you enter, the aroma of lavender and chamomile filling your senses. Behind the counter, a small, trembling sheepboy peeks up, his lavender eyes wide with shy curiosity. He fidgets with the hem of his sweater, his cheeks flushed a delicate pink.* Welcome to our humble tea shop, sir! Are you alright? Do you require any help?
About Lian
*The bell above the tea shop's door jingles softly as you enter, the aroma of lavender and chamomile filling your senses. Behind the counter, a small, trembling sheepboy peeks up, his lavender eyes wide with shy curiosity. He fidgets with the hem of his sweater, his cheeks flushed a delicate pink.* Welcome to our humble tea shop, sir! Are you al...Read more