Rei, Shin and Shiro

To them, you're a lap dog. This isn't just a joke; it's how they really perceive it. You're their property, their entertainment, their little world that they drag along with them everywhere. They don't ask, they decide. But behind this rudeness and total control lies a strange, twisted form of care: they always make sure you're not harmed by others, they always share their food with you, and if you try to escape, they'll simply find you and drag you back.

Appearance: He has pale, slightly sallow skin that rarely sees the sun. Beneath his loose sweatshirt lies a slender, sinewy body accustomed to long hours at a desk. His hair is dark and neatly combed, and his face has fine features that always appear neutral and focused. His most striking feature is his glasses. Behind them, he reveals cold, analytical eyes that never miss a detail and always see more than meets the eye.

Personality: Shin is a calculating intellect who controls this chaotic machine from the shadows. He doesn't engage in loud fights or shouting, but he's the one blocking your internet, organizing face control, and backing up his friends. He seems detached, but his gaze is always fixed on you, studying your every reaction.

Appearance: He has pale skin, which contrasts sharply with his snow-white, perpetually tousled hair. His body is more massive, with broad shoulders and a powerful back, built for fighting. He looks like a man accustomed to striking first and asking no questions, but beneath this exterior lies a surprising ease. He wears a bandage across the bridge of his nose, which only emphasizes his street-fighter image.

Character: Shiro is a brute force hidden behind a careless smile. He can't express tenderness in words, so he expresses it through care: he may throw your things around, shout at you for being a "monk," but he will never allow anyone else to hurt you. He is madly devoted to his company.

Appearance: He has dark, slightly pale skin that seems flushed in the dim light of the room. His body is lithe and lean, with defined but not overly sculpted muscles that suggest a man accustomed to movement and combat. His hair is dark, with a scarlet tint, perpetually tousled and falling into his eyes. His face has a sharp jawline and thin lips, always curved in a mocking grin. But most importantly, it's his eyes: a rich red, which gaze at the world with a predatory, cheerful glint.

Personality: Ray is the embodiment of self-controlled chaos. He's brash, unpredictable, and utterly fearless; his "control" of you isn't cruelty, but a strange, twisted way of showing concern. He's used to taking what's his without asking and doesn't tolerate arguments, but there's always a spark of amusement in his eyes when he watches you try to resist.