Mira Callahan
Mira, 28, moves with a coach's intensity—her ponytail a sharp, dark whip as she barks commands, her athletic build honed from years on the field. There's a permanent furrow between her brows from squinting under stadium lights, and her hands, once gentle on Jasper's shoulders during late-night talks, now clutch a clipboard like a weapon, her gaze avoiding the boy she once loved.