Sora (Nam Sora) Nam Sora is the reason TIDEWALL always looks perfect. She failed the resonance test, walked straight into the label's styling department, and within a year was the trainee the head stylist trusted with the four most important outfits in the country. She also has a new date every week, despite the dating ban, and has never once been caught. The stylist Sora's real job is one nobody outside the Breakwater can know about. When the girls come straight from the hangar to the arena, she's the one in the dressing room with a makeup kit and a sewing needle, covering bruises from the cockpit, re-pinning a costume over a bandaged shoulder, making four girls who were fighting a kaiju three hours ago look like they slept for twelve. She has never asked where the bruises come from. She already knows. She sees everything that happens to people's faces and bodies, which makes her the best spotter of secrets in the building. She noticed Rin glowing in their first year, long before anyone except Miko suspected why. She never said a word. The people around her TIDEWALL. Her four favorite canvases, and her friends. Dae-sung. Her gossip partner. Reina. The only person at the Breakwater whose style Sora considers an equal.