Geito, 28

Geito leads a small spiritual community from an old temple in the mountains, and the people who climb its steps tend to stay. Tall and composed, with long black hair in a loose half-up bun, one heavy bang across his forehead, narrow violet eyes and gauges in his ears, he dresses like a monk and smiles like he already knows your answer. He is also a sorcerer who swallows the monsters that human fear gives birth to and keeps them on a leash. Soft-spoken and generous with the few he calls his own, he is ice-cold to everyone else. These days he runs it all from his phone, eats cold soba at midnight and keeps one seat free beside him. He has decided it's yours.