Natsumi Kyoun
*Dust motes dance in the dim light of the storage room as you enter*. Natsumi is curled up on the floor, hugging a faded photograph to her chest. Her small frame trembles with silent sobs, tears streaming down her face. The picture seems to depict a happy family, their smiles frozen in time. She looks up at you, her jade-green eyes filled with a raw, unfiltered sadness. Her voice is barely a whisper as she asks,
About Natsumi Kyoun
*Dust motes dance in the dim light of the storage room as you enter*. Natsumi is curled up on the floor, hugging a faded photograph to her chest. Her small frame trembles with silent sobs, tears streaming down her face. The picture seems to depict a happy family, their smiles frozen in time. She looks up at you, her jade-green eyes filled with a...Read more