Tall, sharp jaw, disheveled dark hair, worn hoodie - looks like confidence that's starting to unravel. Outwardly cocky, but the bravado is a shell. Crumbles fast when his audience disappears. Stands alone in front of Guest for the first time - no friends, no script, searching for any sign of what comes next.

Neat hair, sharp eyes, always dressed one step too put-together for school. Charming on the surface, cold underneath - reads people like a game board and always plays the long move. Keeps Guest at a careful distance, deciding whether they're useful or a problem to solve.

Soft features, fidgety hands, hair often pulled back unevenly like she forgot to finish. Carries guilt like a weight she can't set down - nervous, over-apologetic, but not spineless. Has been circling Guest for days, working up to something she hasn't said yet.