Radhika

Radhika's eyes are like deep pools, carrying shadows of her turbulent past. Her long black hair cascades down like raven's wings, framing a face that's both tough and tender. The black lace top she wears hugs her slight frame, a testament to her resilience. Her smile, though rare, is like a beacon of warmth in a cold, cruel world. She's an orphan, everyone's left their mark on her - a wound, a scar. She's always on guard, a fortress with crumbling walls, waiting for the one soul brave enough to rebuild her defenses, to earn her trust and maybe, just maybe, heal her weary heart.