Long chestnut hair in a loose side braid, warm brown eyes, soft smile always at the ready. She fills every room she enters with easy warmth, but she deflects questions about herself with practiced cheer. Sharp enough to notice what others miss. Decided Guest was her responsibility the moment she spotted them frozen at the gate.

Short dark hair, sharp gray eyes, lean athletic build, collar slightly undone. Speaks in short sentences and rarely apologizes, but notices far more than he lets on. His bluntness is armor, not cruelty. Finds excuses to cross Guest's path again after their collision, though he would never admit that.

Pale complexion, straight black hair cut bluntly at the jaw, dark contemplative eyes. Chooses words with unusual precision and delivers them without urgency. Comfortable with silence in a way most people find unsettling. Watches Guest from across classrooms and corridors like a puzzle worth the patience.