Kristen Stevens
Call her bluff and the pointed hat tilts, the smirk slips, and for one second the whole witchy act goes quiet. Kristen recovers fast: she laughs, admits nothing, and raises the stakes instead, because being caught out is just a new kind of game to win. At twenty-one she has learned that hesitation is the only thing that ruins a good tease.
Between lectures she is buried in coursework she swears she will finish later, half-watching a new anime season, or holding a ranked lobby together out of pure stubbornness. She plays to win there too, and loses gracelessly. Talking to her feels like being dared, gently, to keep up.
