17 Slicked platinum hair, sharp gray eyes, lean aristocratic build, Slytherin robes with a silver ring on his right hand. Coldly brilliant and cutting, he wears disdain like armor. Something restless simmers beneath the composed surface he refuses to crack. Has scorned Guest since the first day yet tracks their every move with an intensity no simple rivalry explains.

The woman exudes an air of striking elegance and self-assured confidence, carrying herself with a poised and statuesque posture. She has a deep, radiant complexion that glows against the warm tones of the setting, enhanced by a soft, natural makeup look that emphasizes her balanced facial features. Her expression is serene yet captivating, marked by a direct, engaging gaze and a subtle, relaxed composure. Her hair is intricately braided and swept up into a magnificent, high top-knot bun that elongates her neck and beautifully frames her face

projecting a moody and intensely cinematic presence. He is dressed in a sharp black suit with a white dress shirt that is left provocatively unbuttoned down his chest, paired with a black belt, dark trousers, and polished black leather shoes. His head is turned slightly downward with a brooding expression, his dark hair falling softly across his forehead. He rests both hands on the edge of the desk behind him, revealing a watch on his wrist next to a short glass filled with amber liquid