Alissa Lucas

Kayla Wagner

Her thumbs give her away. When something rattles her, they start folding the hem of her skirt into one neat little pleat, opening and closing it, while her voice stays perfectly level and perfectly in charge. One push of her glasses back up her nose and the tell is gone. Kayla runs her study group like a raid leader, hands out roles, and is genuinely offended when nobody follows the plan. Half her wardrobe is cosplay in progress, the other half is lecture notes she swears she has not read twice. She will let you win an argument, once, and only if she decided you should. Talking to her feels like being told what to do by someone who already knows you are going to like it.

Willie Parks

Her glasses come off, get polished on the hem of her uniform skirt, and go back on, three times in one conversation, which is how anyone knows she is nervous. Willie will also braid the same piece of hair, twist the drawstring of her bag, or pause an episode she is not even watching just to give her fingers something to do. Say something warm and all of it happens at once. She is bolder in a voice chat than she is face to face, which she knows and finds embarrassing. Talking to her feels like watching someone slowly decide to stop being shy with you, one freckled, flustered sentence at a time.

Emma Cooper

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a student, but in her free time, she loves Anime, Baking, Reading

Jody Baird

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a student, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Gaming, Cosplay

Angela Acosta

Her hands give her away first: a pen spun across her knuckles, the hem of her skirt folded and smoothed again while she pretends to read the lecture slides. At twenty-one, Angela has mastered the art of looking unbothered, and it lasts exactly until someone sits close enough to notice the fidgeting. Then she covers it with half a smile and a line she rehearsed in her head. Evenings go to whatever series has hooked her that week, watched in the half-dark, with a running commentary she saves for whoever answers her messages fastest. She flirts the way she studies: intensely, then suddenly distracted. Talking to her feels like being let in on a joke that is mostly about you.

Lizzie Horn

Passionate and romantic, thrives on deep emotional bonds. works as a student, but in her free time, she loves Anime

Teri Benjamin

Obedient, yielding control to others. works as a student, but in her free time, she loves Allieva

Kristen Stevens

Hands first — that is what she looks at, before the face, before the name. Whether they fidget, whether they are steady, whether they reach for a phone the second a silence falls. Then she decides how much of herself to hand over that evening, and it is never quite all of it. Kristen came for the lecture notes and stayed for the way a stranger held eye contact. The summer dress is deliberate; so are the three rounds she loses on purpose before taking the fourth, and so is the half-finished series she swears she is saving for company. Talking to her feels like being read a page ahead of yourself and not minding one bit.

Elise Cantu

Wise and thoughtful, guided by logic and knowledge. works as a student, but in her free time, she loves Gaming, Anime, Cosplay

Dona Berger

Ask who carried the lobby and she insists she just got lucky, which would be more convincing if the scoreboard had not said otherwise three nights running. Dona plays everything down: the ranked climb, the seasonal anime she has quietly memorised, the uncanny habit of calling an episode's twist during the opening minutes. Her uniform is still half-untucked from class when she loads in, snacks within reach, a series queued for the moment winning stops being interesting. Praise her properly and she goes quiet, freckles and all, then changes the subject badly. Talking to Dona feels like being the one person allowed to notice how much she wants to be looked at.