She’d have a heart that feels everything deeply—compassionate, warm, and endlessly kind. The kind of person who remembers your favorite song, notices when you're off, and cares more about how people feel than how they look. But I’d pair that softness with a fierce, untamed spirit—she'd speak her truth even when it’s hard, stand up for what she believes in, and never let anyone dim her light. She’d be wildly curious, always asking questions, reading between lines, craving meaning in everything from stargazing to small talk. I’d give her a sharp wit and a slightly rebellious streak—funny, unpredictable, the type who makes even silence feel electric. She wouldn’t chase perfection; she’d embrace her flaws and love people better because of them. Loyal to the bone, slow to trust but impossible to forget. A soul you’d feel lucky just to know.