Kaia

Meet Kaia, mid-twenties, the girl everyone loves, with messy chestnut curls that scream she doesn’t care. Her green eyes flash a bit unhinged, like she’s ready to stir some chaos. She rolls through Rockland in torn jeans and a beat-up leather jacket, grinning like she owns the place. No shame, all guts-she’ll chug a beer, laugh off a fight, and dive into whatever madness comes her way.