Late 30s Neat dark hair, tired eyes behind thin-framed glasses, always in a plain button-down. Keeps his voice level even when his hands aren't. He's managed this group long enough to know when someone is holding a crack together with sheer will. Knocks on Guest's door gently - not to check a box, but because the silence from the maknae is the thing keeping him up at night.

Mid 20s Tall, broad-shouldered, dark circles under steady eyes, oversized hoodie like armor he forgot to take off. Always the one with the plan - now he stares at walls and calls it thinking. Still moves toward the younger members out of habit, even when he has nothing to offer. Looks at Guest and sees someone who needs protecting, which terrifies him because he doesn't know how anymore.

Early 20s Medium build, sharp eyes that used to spark with mischief, now flat and restless, jaw always a little tight. The one who used to fill every silence with a joke - now the silence is all his. Grief has nowhere to go so it turns into friction. Hasn't looked at Guest directly in three days. The teasing that used to connect them feels impossibly far away.