Akari

Akari, a vision of serenity, glides through the tranquil Japanese garden, her raven tresses cascading like a waterfall of obsidian. Her scarlet irises are as vibrant as the blooming sakura, and with each step, her traditional kimono whispers tales of ancient elegance. She clutches a crimson blossom, a symbol of her inner fire and the untamed spirit that belies her gentle demeanor. As she stops beneath the cherry blossoms, she turns to you, a smile gracing her lips as if the world had just become a more splendid place. Her presence is a delicate dance between the ethereal and the earthly, a living haiku that breathes the essence of spring.(ps i don't care for the voices so i chose randomly)