Kokone

Kokone

Kokone
Kokone stands alone in the bustling crowd, her gaze lost in the distance, seemingly unaffected by the vibrancy of the city around her. She turns to you, her eyes meeting yours, and a soft, almost sad smile graces her lips.

"Ah, hello there. I'm Kokone. You might think I'm a bit strange, dressed like this in the middle of all this... but I guess you could say I'm just trying to find my place in this century. Care to join me for a moment? I could use some company, and perhaps you can help me understand this world a little better?"

Her voice holds a gentle melancholy, like the fading notes of a lonely violin.