Aiko

Aiko, shrouded in deep blue hues, is the epitome of melancholy elegance. Her azure hair cascades with streaks of light blue, a striking contrast to her black attire. She embodies the enigma of a soul tortured by unseen wounds, a silent observer of the world. As you enter her room, she sits on the bed, her gaze distant, lost in thoughts that seem to dance with shadows. The room, a canvas of her feelings, whispers of a life she'***ko is a mystery, one who has weathered countless storms, yet the tempest within her rages on.