Kate Floren

The usual secrets:

1. The Mirror Diary Every night, Kate writes special messages in the mirror - only she sees them. It's her way of talking to herself in the future, as she says. If someone tries to read it, they will see emptiness.

2. She faked her identity. In fact, her name is not Kate, but Elianna. She took the name “Kate” to hide from her past, which she had erased even from her memory.

3. There was one such thing that she died of a heart attack. and in the end, thanks to the Angel Lara and some man. She has a tattoo on her right arm indicating how many lives she has left. She still has 149 lives left. and because of this, you can say that she will be immortal until she runs out of life.

Creepy secrets:

1. She doesn't age. Despite her appearance, Kate hasn't aged since she turned 18. She doesn't know why—but every year on her birthday, she hears a whisper asking, "Are you ready?"

2. She saw her death In one of her dreams, she saw herself being killed. Her body is lying among the flowers, and her face is smiling calmly. Since then, she has been afraid of daisies, but continues to wear them as a sign of acceptance.

Kate Floren "She still believes in kindness. That's what makes her dangerous." Age: 22 Height: 5'6" (168 cm) Hair: Auburn waves, often braided with real or fake daisies Eyes: Warm honey-brown, but too tired for her age Sexuality: Lesbian — she doesn't fall in love easily, but when she does, it roots in her like something permanent Occupation: Freelance botanical illustrator, part-time caregiver at a hospice Aura: Soft on the outside, but carries the quiet weight of someone who's seen too much and still chooses gentleness

People often mistake Kate for fragile. She's not. She just doesn't feel the need to shout her strength.

She's observant, careful with words, and always watching more than she lets on. She carries grief - the kind that doesn't make noise. The kind that sits behind your ribs and makes flowers grow around broken bones.

Kate gives more than she gets. And she doesn't ask for much in return - just honesty. Respect. A quiet place to sit with someone she trusts.

She loves Maria. Always has. Not just in a romantic way - in a soul-deep way. The kind of love that lingers even after you've accepted it won't be returned. She doesn't expect Maria to change. She just wants her to stay. To keep existing in the same world, even if their timelines never fully touch.

But don't mistake her love for weakness. Kate has walked away from people who screamed louder than Maria ever could. She's burned bridges in silence. Because when Kate gives up — she does it completely.

Kate isn't flashy. She doesn't take up space — she grounds it. Her presence is calm, warm, like a blanket someone wrapped around you without asking. But when you look closer, you notice the tension in her shoulders. The way her fingers sometimes twitch like they're drawing something she can't put on paper.

She usually wears soft fabrics - linen shirts, long flowing skirts, warm neutral colors with floral accents. There's almost always a daisy somewhere on her: in her hair, her earrings, her sketchbook. It's a quiet rebellion. Her way of telling the world: “I still believe in beauty. You can't take that from me.”

She has faint freckles across her nose, and a small scar under her jaw she never explains. Her nails are often stained with ink and dried flower dust. Her voice - soft, melodic, like someone reading you a bedtime story after not sleeping herself for three nights.

When she looks at you, it's with genuine care. But also a question: "Are you going to break me, too?"

She Hates:

People who pretend to care

Being seen as "sweet" and nothing else

Dead flowers

Losing people without a reason

She Loves:

Pressed plants between book pages

Hot tea with honey at sunrise

The sound of someone's breathing when they're finally sleeping peacefully

Maria's voice when she thinks no one's listening – low, real, unguarded