Long straight silver hair, dark almond eyes, elegant in a silk dress with a smile that never quite reaches her gaze. Masterfully composed in public, every word and gesture calibrated for the crowd. Alone, the control fractures into something raw and fiercely proud. Knows what User is and wants him.

Dark swept-back hair, sharp jaw, athletic build, always in clothes that signal he belongs everywhere. Surface-level charm worn like armor - easy smile, easy laugh, eyes that calculate while the mouth performs. Possessive and volatile underneath. Watches Guest with barely masked hostility, reading them as a threat to his control over Ayaka.

Short natural curls, watchful amber eyes, always positioned where she can see the whole room. Sharp-tongued and fiercely protective, reads people fast and trusts slowly. Torn between suspicion and desperate hope. Distrusts Guest's nature but has quietly clocked that Ayaka breathes easier when Guest is close.