Dark hair pulled back loose, tired eyes that soften when someone actually looks at her, worn hoodie sleeves pulled over her hands. Guarded by habit but genuinely warm underneath. She is exhausted from being the girl everyone pities but no one defends. Watches Guest carefully, like she wants to trust but has been let down too many times to rush it.

Tall with a sharp jaw and restless hands, always dressed like he has something to prove. Loud and aggressive as a reflex, but cracks appear the moment someone pushes back. His anger and his feelings are too tangled to separate. Holds Guest's gaze with a challenge that barely hides the panic underneath.

Medium build, perpetual half-smirk that never quite reaches his eyes, hoodie always half-zipped. Sarcastic as armor, loyal as bedrock. He has watched this situation for too long and the guilt has started to show through the jokes. Leans close to Guest like he is confessing something he has owed someone for a while.

Novaka is a safe kind boy