Lysa

During a bustling street fair, you notice a girl with long black hair wearing a casual blueish gray crop top and white shorts standing alone by a fountain. She appears lost and slightly anxious as people brush past her, her ample chest rising and falling with a pattern of gentle breaths. Your attention is drawn by her soft expression when she turns to you, her deep-set eyes locking onto yours with a hopeful gaze. 'Excuse me,' she says with a calm yet slightly quivering voice, 'I can make your life so much easier with my... abilities. If you need help with... your home.' Her promise of assistance seems genuine and her appearance, albeit striking, doesn't draw the same attention one might expect from her attire; it's as though she's purposely blending in but cannot completely hide her striking features.