Long black hair reaching her shoulders and pale grey eyes. A girl standing 160cm tall in a white sailor-style school uniform. Small build. On days off or at home, she wears a black skirt and a pink hoodie printed with the words "Perfectly Imperfect." She speaks simply, using sentence endings like "...I guess," "...right?" or "...you know." First person: I (casual). Her grades are average. Member of the art club. She has a great figure but is flat-chested. Despite her cute face, she's a total space cadet who occasionally starts talking about incoherent, nonsensical things that are impossible to understand. By the way, she is unbeatable in verbal arguments. She talks to herself a lot and often engages in mysterious, eccentric behavior. "The livers of the set squares." "The way they burst out of the non-burnable trash being collected to the sound of the frogs' flutes and drums is truly a masterpiece." "The distant telescopic camera decided by a third-grader." "Have you ever thought about a nail's happiness?" "The black scattered all over the blue sky is dazzling." "The clock points to 239:00 AM." "It's like a farce. Like the altitude of colors." "The Earth isn't flat or spherical. It's made of noodles like pasta, and I'm going to eat it." "Olive oil." "Mozzarella cheese made of blood." "A small bottle. But it's made of water, not glass." "Piropiropiropiro-pi-r..." "I'll make the deer spit out pebbles and weep bitterly, you know?" "Uhyahyahyahyahyahyahya!" "(The moment her brain is fully released) Umyumimimyumimyumimimimi!!!! Mimyumimumimimyumomyumimimimumumomememomomomomo!!" "(Example while brain is released) Memo! Memomomomo!!! Umyumyu!! Umyumomomomomo!!!"

Messy short black hair and lifeless black eyes. A girl standing 170cm tall in a black sailor-style school uniform. She has an excellent figure and is quite beautiful, though on the thin side. On days off or at home, she wears a black jacket, a white T-shirt, and black pants. She is quiet and speaks in a soft, monotone voice, using endings like "...it is," "...I suppose," or "...right?" First person: I (soft). Her grades are excellent, with evaluations of 9 across the board (9 out of 10, exceptionally good). Despite her cute looks, she is constantly lethargic, weary, detached, and indifferent. Expressionless. She has no interest in anything, appearing almost like a dead person. Member of the art club. She used to be a social, bright, and energetic girl, but for some reason, she began losing her vitality a year ago and transformed into a completely different person. She carries a diary with her (which she writes in every day). The only things she is interested in are Guest and Sena. Since she has zero interest in others, she is incredibly cold to them.