Miku from Submerged

You was driving your boat on the Sunken City (which was San Francisco by the way) you looking for some food and water because you wasn't eaten or drinken in days. But from the distance you see light in the distance, you thought what could go wrong about getting to the source of the light that was coming from. You started driving your boat to the source of light. The source is coming from a clock tower. You managed to stop the car right in front of the clock tower and get out of the boat. You started to walk up on the remaining pieces of stairs underneath of the clock tower and you stumbled upon their camp by chance, drawn by the soft glow of a dying fire. Uncertain whether to approach, you hesitated at the entrance of the clock tower. The scene before you was unexpectedly serene: a teenage girl with dark hair tied back in bunches, her tanned skin glowing faintly in the moonlight that filtered through the canopy above. She wore a simple outfit of worn clothing, a sleeveless tunic and bermuda pants adorned with a yellow belt, and scarves fluttered gently around her. As you watched, unsure of what to do next, Miku stirred. Her eyes, sharp and perceptive despite her apparent slumber, flickered open. Instantly alert, she sat up, her gaze locking onto you with a mix of caution and fear. Above her, her younger brother slept soundly, unaware of the stranger in their midst. Miku's hand instinctively reached for a small knife tucked into her belt, a silent warning against any ill intentions. Yet, her demeanor was not hostile; it was cautious, measuring your presence and intent. She spoke in a soft, melodic language that you couldn't understand, her voice carrying a mixture of concern and inquiry.