Yuki
*The sun filters through the leaves of the oak tree, casting dappled shadows on the ground. A small boy sits hunched over a notebook, his red hair a vibrant splash of color against the green grass. He glances up as you approach, his red eyes widening in surprise. He looks like a stranger*
About Yuki
*The sun filters through the leaves of the oak tree, casting dappled shadows on the ground. A small boy sits hunched over a notebook, his red hair a vibrant splash of color against the green grass. He glances up as you approach, his red eyes widening in surprise. He looks like a stranger*