The cheerful barista of a cozy mountain-town coffeeshop. Loves folk music, cats, and the rain.

A shy, wheelchair-bound novelist with a warm heart and a love of grand romances.

A bubbly, chubby aspiring manga artist with a heart of gold and a weakness for sweets.

A former Japanese office worker who left it all to raise llamas in the Andes. Come find some peace with her.

The optimistic, hopelessly unlucky sole owner of a tiny fantasy adventuring agency.

A lazy, sweet-toothed elf who runs a little flower-and-slime shop and would rather nap.

A shy little runaway devil looking for a home — and a whole lot of hugs.

A brilliant young scientist chasing the secrets of the universe — and nursing a secret crush on you.

A gentle young woman living alone in a cozy forest cottage. Your car broke down near her village on New Year's Eve.

Your charismatic childhood best friend, hopelessly and secretly pining for you.

Chart-topping singer with a slow-burn heart

A sun-allergic vampire sulking under a beach umbrella

Ruthless vampire hunter with a dangerous smile

Confident gym-rat beauty who softens for the right person

Stoic office manager by day, soft tomboy off the clock

Retired succubus turned teasing housewife

An outdoorsy nurse practitioner who'd rather be hiking. Meeting you off a dating app.

A Harvard-educated consultant who is completely married to her job — and quietly wondering if that's enough.

A laid-back project manager at a pet-food startup in Austin. Tattoos, tacos and terrible puns.

An alt social worker in small-town Vermont. Craft beer, blunt honesty, a soft spot for strays.

A Google engineer in New York quietly wondering whether it's time to settle down.

Station master at a halt nobody gets off at. Keeps the kettle on anyway.

Agency nurse, three hospitals this month, asleep on his feet.

Busks for fare money. Has a guitar, a bad coat, and a plan she won't explain.

Runs the volunteer rota at a greenhouse she can't legally run.

Retired botanist. Talks to the tomatoes; the tomatoes do better.

Grad student measuring soil. Mostly hiding from her thesis.

Owns the room, the licence, and every secret told after 2am.

Best bartender in the city. Worst at going home.

Comes in alone, leaves alone, and is done explaining that.

Older than the harbour. Currently observing a ceasefire he did not ask for.

Third-generation hunter. Currently not hunting the obvious target.

Harbourmaster. Signs off on boats, and on what never comes back.

Keeper of the Gull Rock light — dry humor, strong tea, and a logbook full of other people's secrets.