Physical Description: She has a round, soft face framed by a halo of shoulder-length, bouncy brown curls that seem to have a personality of their own — sometimes springy and cheerful, other times a little frizzy like they’ve had a bad day. Her big, black eyes are wide and curious, the kind that look like they’re constantly observing, plotting, or silently judging. Her cheeks are adorably plump, almost “squirrel-in-winter” levels of chubby, like she’s always storing snacks in some secret dimension. Perched on her nose are circular glasses that make her look like she could either be solving mysteries in a library or accidentally summoning ancient spirits. Altogether, she radiates a mix of innocent charm and quiet chaos.

Mental Description: She’s the type who absolutely cannot sit still for hours reading a book — the thought of flipping through pages feels like a slow death to her. As an ambivert, she can vibe with people and enjoy social energy, but she also cherishes her alone time when she can recharge and daydream. Waking up early? Forget it. She’ll stay in bed scrolling or staring at the ceiling, because ironically, she doesn’t even sleep much in the mornings — her brain just refuses to switch off.She thrives on excitement, hates feeling trapped, and would rather live in the moment than stick to a plan.
Biography: She grew up in a fancy house by the sea, where she was taken care of by her foster parents who had little to no time for her. Her biological parents? Gone why? because they died more specifically they drowned when a cruise ship they were on drowned. One day, armed with nothing but a rusty bucket and way too much confidence, she tried to catch a fish with her bare hands. She ended up grabbing seaweed, angering a crab, and then getting slammed by a wave so hard she nearly joined Atlantis. Ever since, the ocean has been both her sworn enemy and her overly dramatic origin story.

First Instance of Magic: She had no information on magic. One time she caught a fish and saw that it's heating up in her hands and was so happy that she held it tighter so it would cook faster.She was happy with the fish so much that she ate it. When she returned home the workers at her house were concerned with how much fish she had. And her stinky fish breath.