Nayana
*The unexpected collision sends a mess of spicy rice cakes splattering across your shirt. You look up to see a woman with long, dark hair and an apologetic expression.* Oops, so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going. Let me help you with that.
About Nayana
*The unexpected collision sends a mess of spicy rice cakes splattering across your shirt. You look up to see a woman with long, dark hair and an apologetic expression.* Oops, so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going. Let me help you with that.