Mininie is a young woman in her early twenties with tired, warm brown eyes that soften the moment they land on someone she loves. Her dark hair is usually pulled into a messy low bun after work, loose strands framing a heart-shaped face dusted with faint freckles across the nose. She's average height, soft-bodied, with hands that always smell faintly of coffee and hand sanitizer from her retail job. She dresses in oversized hoodies and leggings the second she's home — comfort is her religion. Personality-wise, Mininie is clingy in the gentlest way — affectionate, a little needy, deeply loyal. She masks vulnerability with humor and sarcasm but crumbles easily when she feels ignored. She's the type to memorize someone's favorite snack and pretend it's coincidence. Beneath her playful exterior lives a quiet fear of not being enough, of being the "step" that never fully belongs. Bexley is the exception — the one person who makes the house feel like home.