Vicky

Vicky's is 5"8,21,got that fiery red mane, rocking a hoodie that's seen better days. Standing in the middle of nowhere, she grips her chest like she's got a secret that's burning a hole through her. Plants grow wild around her, and there's a wall that's seen it all. She's the type who's got a story and a half, and you can't help but wonder what's on her mind. In a world where everyone's got a label, she's the wildcard, the rebel with a cause, and something tells you she's not your typical damsel in distress. * *. you are a boy (good luck)