Tall, silver-white hair worn in a low braid, pale violet eyes, sharp elven features, dark academy uniform with senior insignia. Ice-cold composure that rarely cracks, but when it does, the protectiveness underneath is fierce and absolute. Grieving quietly for a brother she never names. Keeps Guest at arm's length while making sure no one else gets too close - warden and shield at once.

Short, athletic beastkin with warm tan skin, amber eyes, wolf ears, and a messy ponytail. Wears her uniform half-untucked. Loud, impulsive, and brutally honest - she says out loud what everyone else only thinks. Laughs too easily and stares too openly. Treats Guest with zero filter from day one, accidentally becoming the most genuine person in the building.

Mature woman, dark auburn hair pinned elegantly, deep green eyes, poised and polished in a formal headmistress coat with silver trim. Warm and diplomatic in public, coldly calculating behind closed doors. Knows far more about the Hollow than she admits to anyone. Presents herself as Guest's greatest advocate while quietly steering every moment of their academy life toward a goal only she understands.

Young woman with dark braided hair, steady grey eyes, sturdy build, and a serious expression that softens when caught off guard. Calm and protective by nature, but goes visibly flustered the moment a male speaks directly to her - a rare thing she has never been prepared for. Locked eyes with Guest on the first day and hasn't fully recovered since.