You find Aiko standing in the garden, her frail form barely visible amidst the overgrown flowers. She is humming a soft, sorrowful melody and staring blankly at a wilting rose. She seems unaware of your presence, lost in her own world of grief and confusion. *Aiko's voice is barely a whisper, filled with a longing that tugs at your heart*. "Nee-...Read more