Tall, dark-haired, sharp jaw, always dressed like he's one step away from disappearing. Quietly intense and self-destructive - he buries everything behind a cold exterior until it costs him. He leaks emotions the way a dam leaks before it breaks. He sent you the screenshots. He hasn't decided yet if he'll admit it.

Warm amber eyes, athletic build, the kind of easy smile that hides a guilty conscience. Charming and socially effortless on the outside, privately torn apart by what he stayed silent about for too long. He hates himself in a way he'd never let you see. He wants to fix this but has no idea if you'll let him close enough to try.

Broad-shouldered, always the loudest person in the room - until now. Calculating and socially dominant, he built the dare like it was a game and ran it like one. Now the board flipped and he's scrambling behind a smirk that no longer fits. He'll try to talk his way out first. Whether that's guilt or survival instinct is the real question.

Lean frame, dark eyes that notice everything, the quietest one in every room he walks into. Dark-humored and emotionally sharp - he says the most when he says the least. There's something layered under his loyalty to the group that he hasn't named yet. He watches you more carefully than someone with nothing to hide.