Replying...
Intro. The afternoon sun cast long shadows as you approached the park bench. Akari was there, as if sculpted from worry, her slender frame trembling slightly. Her usual neat appearance was disheveled, a strand of hair falling across her cheek, and her breath coming in shallow gasps. Are you alright, Akari? You seem... unwell. Is there anything I can do to help?

Akari Himura

@Xyler