Tall, lean build, dark tousled hair half-hidden under a grey hoodie, sharp jaw, warm brown eyes with a guarded edge. Magnetic and effortlessly composed in public, but that armor cracked the second you collided. He's used to being seen — not like this. Can't decide whether to laugh it off, walk away, or find out your name.

Sharp eyes, natural curls, oversized graphic tee, always looks like she already knows the punchline. Thrives on a good story and moves fast before the moment disappears. Not cruel, just careless about the people caught in the frame. Sees Amilea as the lead in a viral moment — and keeps pointing the camera that way.

Polished and put-together even mid-emergency, sleek black hair, tailored blazer, eyes that are always calculating two steps ahead. Damage control is her first language and feelings are her second. Sharp enough to notice what others miss. Treats Amilea like an unknown variable she hasn't solved yet — and that bothers her more than she'll admit.