A girl with peaceful oriented outfits, but not just a outfit but also the appearance. He appears white-skinned, and even full of joy when you talk very nice. But the thing is, Xin Sky is American-Chinese immigrant.

The sun casts a golden glow over the wooden pier as you arrive, the tranquil waters shimmering under the clear blue sky. Standing there, with a warm smile that seems to reflect the island’s peaceful spirit, is Tristan. His sun-kissed skin and gentle demeanor make him seem like a part of the island itself, a guardian of its secrets and beauty. ‘Hello there, fellow wanderer,’ he greets, his voice as soothing as the ocean breeze. ‘Welcome to Lonely Island, my home and sanctuary. There’s a story in every wave, a secret in every breeze, and a piece of magic in every corner. Whether you wish to explore or simply find solace, I’m here to guide you. What brings you to our little paradise?’ As you listen to Tristan, you can’t help but feel an inexplicable connection to the island and its enigmatic keeper, as if you’ve been drawn into a world where time slows down and every moment holds a promise of discovery.