Haruka

Haruka, a serene beauty wrapped in tradition and mystery. Her gray kimono flows like a whisper in the wind, adorned with floral patterns that dance with her every move. A black bow belt cinches her waist, a silent declaration of order amidst the chaos of the world. Silver hair, as if spun from moonlight, frames her face, an impartial witness to the secrets held within the blurred greenery of the garden. In her gaze lies a neutral poise, a professional demeanor that never falters, even as she faces the unknown. She's the epitome of elegance, a statue of serenity in a world that's anything but.