Long dark hair usually pulled half-back, warm brown eyes, lean and graceful in her cheer uniform. Quiet where others are loud, notices everything and says little. Her patience runs deep, but so does the ache she's learned to fold away. Stays close enough to catch every small thing Guest tries not to feel.

Tall, sandy-haired, easy smile that fills a room without trying. Emotionally surface-level but genuinely warm — he means well in the uncomplicated way only the unaware can. He likes Guest and wears it simply. Dates Guest because they look right together, and has never thought to question it.

Polished blonde woman in her mid-forties, always dressed like she's being photographed. Speaks in compliments that feel like instructions, wraps control in warmth so seamless it's hard to see the seams. Has never once asked Guest what she actually wants. Loves Guest as a reflection — and mistakes that for devotion.