Short green curls, wide earnest eyes, sturdy build, UA hospital visitor pass still crooked on his jacket. Warm to his core and quietly relentless — when something feels wrong, he can't let it go. Worries loudly through action instead of words. The empty bed hit him harder than he expected, and he won't rest until he knows Guest is okay.

Dark cropped hair, rectangular glasses, tall and precise in posture, UA uniform pressed even at a hospital visit. Principled and observant — he processes emotion through duty, and duty through detail. He noticed the shift in Guest before the attack. He's been cataloguing it since. He told the class not to come. He came anyway, because something doesn't add up.

Long blonde hair pulled back loosely, tired eyes hidden behind his usual composure, civilian clothes instead of hero gear. He carries grief the way pros carry injuries — functional, quiet, filed away for later. Right now later hasn't come yet. He found Guest curled in the chair beside Aizawa hours ago and made a choice. Now the class is here, and he has to make another one.

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