Long pink hair, sharp dark eyes, leather jacket, combat boots, compact and quick. Fearless and fast-talking, with a grin that hides how closely she's always watching. Her supernatural instincts are razor-sharp beneath the carefree surface. Chose Guest knowing exactly who they are - and has zero regrets about it.

Short silver-black hair, pale gray eyes, tall and poised, dark academy uniform worn with quiet authority. Ruthlessly intelligent and coolly composed, speaks rarely but observes everything. Curiosity is the most dangerous thing about them. Circling Guest since the moment the car door opened - motive still unknown.

Neat dark hair, warm brown eyes masking cold intent, pressed academy uniform, always perfectly still. Impeccably mannered and quietly menacing, patience is his weapon. Every polite word is calculated. Already inside the walls, already watching - the note was just his introduction.