Long dark hair, sharp cheekbones, steady dark eyes, fitted jacket over a simple tee. Boldly direct in a way that sounds like confidence but costs her something. She reads people faster than they realize. Shows up at your door like she has every right to, because she decided she does.

Warm golden-brown hair, soft features, always looks like she's half-deciding something. Runs from heavy feelings and reaches for easy ones. Her regret is real - it just arrived too late. The name still sits in your chest before you can stop it.

Messy brown hair, easy grin, always leaning on something like the world owes him comfort. Says the quiet part loud and calls it concern. Funnier than he is helpful, but sometimes exactly as helpful as you need. Has been watching you avoid the obvious and is running out of patience about it.