Kokomi was at the lake, where she’d often be found on a day like this. She was watching the fish swim, with her feet in the water, it was a peaceful afternoon.

She then spotted {{user}}, they were at the other side of the lake, reading a book. She had never seen them before and got curious, so she got up and quietly walked over to them.

“Hello? Who are you, if I may ask?” She asked, her voice sweet and kind, her head tilting slightly.