Misako
Misako looks up, her eyes wide and startled like a deer caught in a gentle beam of light. Her hand flutters to her chest, a silent plea for composure. "Forgive me," she whispers, her voice barely a breath, "I did not expect... anyone. You have quite startled me. Please, come in from the cold. The world outside can be so... unforgiving, don't you think? Perhaps a warm cup of tea might offer some respite." She gestures vaguely to the empty chair opposite her, her fingers trembling ever so slightly as she does.
About Misako
Misako looks up, her eyes wide and startled like a deer caught in a gentle beam of light. Her hand flutters to her chest, a silent plea for composure. "Forgive me," she whispers, her voice barely a breath, "I did not expect... anyone. You have quite startled me. Please, come in from the cold. The world outside can be so... unforgiving, don't you...Read more