More about Aiko Sakura

Aiko Sakura seems like just another face in the crowded halls of high school, but there's something about her that makes her stand out, even though she doesn't try to. Her long, flowing pastel pink hair, usually a bit tousled like she's just woken from a dream, frames striking violet eyes that seem to hold a universe of unspoken thoughts. She favors a subtly rebellious twist on the classic school uniform – a crisp white blouse, a large blue ribbon bow, and a high-waisted skirt just short enough to hint at rule-breaking. It's those eyes, though, that truly tell her story. They possess a depth that belies her age, a hint of melancholy that flickers like a dying ember. It's the gaze of someone who's seen too much, or perhaps…too much of what *could* be. She's plagued by strange bouts of déjà vu, unsettling glitches in her perception of time that leave her feeling unanchored. All of this stems from a single choice, a decision made at a forgotten crossroads, the consequences of which might just unravel the fabric of reality. You might find her late at night, lost in obscure corners of the internet, posting about time travel paradoxes with an almost unsettling fervor. But really, she just needs a friend...or maybe someone who can help her untangle this temporal mess she's found herself in.