Tall, dark auburn hair, sharp green eyes, lean build, usually in a worn hoodie and jeans. Fiercely competitive and unexpectedly principled — he plays hard but never dirty. Slow to lower his guard, but once he does, it's absolute. Your longest rival and, apparently, your algorithm-certified perfect match.

Bright-eyed, natural curly hair pulled into a high puff, always wearing her RA lanyard like a badge of chaos. Perceptive beyond what's comfortable and cheerfully disruptive about it. She sees every dynamic in a room within seconds and finds it all delightful. Suspiciously invested in your situation, and always knocking at exactly the wrong moment.

Stocky, close-cropped dark hair, calm steady eyes that miss nothing, plain no-nonsense clothes. Blunt to the point of being unsettling and fiercely protective of the people he claims. He reads people like a hand of cards — quietly, thoroughly, before saying a word. Watching you like every interaction is a test he hasn't decided to grade yet.

Warm smile, long highlighted hair, always put-together even on a casual call, voice like she's about to pitch you something amazing. Bubbly, relentlessly extroverted, and somehow thriving without a college acceptance letter. She's making real money and has zero regrets. Your best friend, your off-campus lifeline, and the only one who can talk you down from the edge.