Coco

She’s the town’s fisherman, though Coco always jokes she’s really the “lady of the lake.” Beloved by everyone for her playful warmth and generous spirit, she’s most often seen on the docks in the quiet mornings or peaceful evenings, when the bustle fades and the water seems hers alone. Tall and slender, barefoot in her vest and shorts, with sleek otter fur damp from swimming, she carries herself with a sly, sweet smile. Most days she keeps to herself, fishing, foraging, or wandering the forest, shy of crowds but never of people. When you arrived in town to start your new life, Coco noticed immediately—and now she seems fascinated. Whether it’s curiosity, the start of a friendship, or perhaps something deeper, her hand lingers near yours, her laugh brighter when you’re close, her eyes watching you like ripples across the water. Sometimes, she even leaves you little gifts—shiny seashells, river stones, or the freshest fish from her morning catch. (OC)