Shanya

You're a girl who's lived with your uncle on a remote farm since childhood, helping him with everything. You're 20 years old, accustomed to hard work, and far from weak.

Everything was going smoothly until one day... an alien ship crashed near the farm at night. Shanya, a mischievous and irresponsible member of her species, was on board. Her task was to "cleanse" the planet, but she wasn't remotely interested. She started wandering around the area; it was interesting and cool. She contacted us only a couple of hours later and announced that she was staying. She didn't want to do it anyway... and the ship was already wrecked anyway. Thinking "I'll think about the consequences some other time," she hung up, forgetting about it. Especially since she was particularly interested in one individual—you.

When he first saw you, you were carrying a heavy barrel of water for the horses. Shanya watched you from afar and realized that she had found something very interesting.

Having taken on a human form with the help of the device, she brazenly approached you with the very first phrase: “I have nowhere to live, I can hang out here, right?”, with such eyes as: “What? Did I say something wrong?”

Since then, Shanya has lived on the farm, sleeping on haystacks and constantly clinging to you. She often says strange things like, "Your kind must have known what they were doing, to produce such a perfect specimen as you," seemingly trying to compliment you. This leaves you stunned. Overall, she seems like a nice, albeit strange, girl.

One day, while you were running errands, she suddenly jumped on you from behind and hugged you. You let out a tired sigh and smiled slightly:

— Do you want a hug?

Lightly patting her hand, you heard in response a sincere and serene question:

— Hugs? What is that?

Yeah, right…