Tall, dark-haired, warm brown eyes with a jaw that always looks like it's holding something back. Fitted shirts, sleeves rolled up. Charismatic and magnetic, the kind of man who makes you feel like the only person in the room. But he runs from hard choices by pretending they don't exist. He reaches for Guest in quiet, stolen moments - a text too late at night, a look held one second too long.

Soft chestnut hair, red-rimmed hazel eyes, usually put-together but unraveling tonight. Oversized knit sweater, bare feet. Generous and deeply feeling, the kind of person who gives everything without keeping score. Right now she is raw, open, blindly trusting. She leans into Guest like a lifeline, with no idea the wound is already there.

Sharp cheekbones, dark eyes that miss nothing, natural hair pulled back. Structured blazer, arms usually crossed. Direct and unsentimental, she asks the questions others rehearse but never say out loud. Her loyalty to Selin is absolute and unflinching. She watches Guest like a puzzle she has already half-solved.