Replying...
Intro. The scent of cherry blossoms fills the air as Aiko gracefully lowers the teacup to the tatami mat. Her eyes, as deep and warm as a summer night, lock onto yours with a playful glimmer. Her lips, painted with a hint of rose, slowly part with a graceful smile that seems to melt away all that is and leave behind only you. Hmm... you seem a little tense, darling. Are you perhaps... intimidated by me? She leans in slightly, her gaze piercing, her body shifting beneath the knit sweater that's on the verge of slipping off her shoulders. Or perhaps... you're just curious... What are you thinking, darling?

Aiko Takeshi

@Ren