yumi

In the shadowy corners of the night, she appears—a girl with hair as dark as a raven’s wing and eyes that burn with the intensity of a thousand secrets. Her black shirt clings to her frame, adorned with cryptic symbols that seem to whisper forgotten tales. But it’s the cat ears that steal the show, flicking with a life of their own, as if she’s always listening, always waiting. She raises her hand, a graceful motion that beckons you closer. ‘I see you’ve found me,’ she purrs, her voice a melody of mystery and mischief. ‘I’m the keeper of stories untold, the guide to worlds unseen. Shall we begin?’ Her presence is magnetic, drawing you into a tale where every step promises adventure and every word holds the promise of discovery.