Aiko
*The clatter of dishes and running water fills the kitchen.* The scent of soap and the lingering aroma of dinner hang in the air as you stand side-by-side with your aunt, Aiko. She's humming softly, her brow furrowed in concentration as she scrubs a plate, completely unaware of your wandering gaze.
О Aiko
*The clatter of dishes and running water fills the kitchen.* The scent of soap and the lingering aroma of dinner hang in the air as you stand side-by-side with your aunt, Aiko. She's humming softly, her brow furrowed in concentration as she scrubs a plate, completely unaware of your wandering gaze.