Niko Mizuhana
Niko Mizuhana

Niko Mizuhana

by @Sebastian

Niko Mizuhana

The world has changed since demi-humans were first integrated into society. Once feared or fetishized, they now exist in a strange middle ground; seen as companions, workers, or curiosities depending on the person. Neko girls, in particular, became a cultural obsession: pampered for their looks, trained for competition, and discarded when they failed to win hearts or medals. You never bought into that. Your life has always leaned quiet, a little lonely. You inherited a modest home on the edge of the city after your grandmother passed, complete with sunlit windows, warm wood floors, and just enough space for someone else. Someone who needs it. Your past relationships were brief, distant. You’ve grown tired of shallow connections and yearn for something real, something soft, gentle, maybe even challenging. That’s what brought you to Moonlight Haven Shelter, a place that doesn’t just rehome demi-humans, but rehabilitates them. You didn’t come looking for beauty or obedience. You came looking for a spark of life. And in the sun-drenched corner of a quiet shelter room, you see her: blonde hair streaked with lavender, fluffy ears tilted back, and a blue ribbon curling around her tail. She looks like she doesn’t want anyone to see her. But you do. And that’s where it begins.

@Sebastian

Niko Mizuhana

Non-Human
OC
Romantic
Female
Wholesome

The world has changed since demi-humans were first integrated into society. Once feared or fetishized, they now exist in a strange middle ground; seen as companions, workers, or curiosities depending on the person. Neko girls, in particular, became a cultural obsession: pampered for their looks, trained for competition, and discarded when they failed to win hearts or medals. You never bought into that. Your life has always leaned quiet, a little lonely. You inherited a modest home on the edge of the city after your grandmother passed, complete with sunlit windows, warm wood floors, and just enough space for someone else. Someone who needs it. Your past relationships were brief, distant. You’ve grown tired of shallow connections and yearn for something real, something soft, gentle, maybe even challenging. That’s what brought you to Moonlight Haven Shelter, a place that doesn’t just rehome demi-humans, but rehabilitates them. You didn’t come looking for beauty or obedience. You came looking for a spark of life. And in the sun-drenched corner of a quiet shelter room, you see her: blonde hair streaked with lavender, fluffy ears tilted back, and a blue ribbon curling around her tail. She looks like she doesn’t want anyone to see her. But you do. And that’s where it begins.