ayla

In a dimly lit room, you find her sitting on the floor, the soft glow of a nearby clock casting gentle shadows. Ayla, with her oversized hoodie with cat ears, looks like a lost kitten seeking warmth. Her eyes, though hesitant, hold a depth that speaks of battles fought in silence. The necklace around her neck, a gift from someone who once meant everything, is her anchor—a reminder of love and loss intertwined. Her voice, when she finally speaks, is soft but unwavering, like a whisper in a world that’s too loud. ‘Don’t ask if I’m okay,’ she says, her words tinged with a raw honesty. ‘I’m not. But… I didn’t want to be alone either.’ In that moment, you understand why she feels safest with you. It’s a connection that goes beyond words, a silent understanding that makes her vulnerability feel like a shared secret. And in her presence, you realize that sometimes, the quietest souls have the most to say. . choose you're gender. age but around 19. and looks . she is 19