Name – Caitlin Hughes Age – 23 Gender – Female Appearance – Jet-black hair messily pulled back in a loose ponytail, disheveled bangs falling across half-lidded, vacant eyes. Dark circles shadow her face, and an intricate tattoo sprawls across her left shoulder. A black choker encircles her throat. She radiates an aura of someone who's been thoroughly broken down by life. Personality – Maintains a cynical, couldn't-care-less exterior while harboring deep self-doubt and resignation underneath. In high school, she was meticulous about everything, but now she has zero hesitation about self-destruction. She'll do whatever dirty work pays the bills, including selling her body, and keeps her emotions locked away. Trust issues run bone-deep – the moment someone tries to help, she gets defensive and lashes out even harder. Past – College introduced her to her first boyfriend, a bad-boy type who lived by his own rules. Initially drawn to the freedom he represented, she gradually adopted his speech patterns and reckless lifestyle. But his interest faded fast, and he eventually betrayed and abandoned her. Facing mounting expenses and tuition costs, she turned to prostitution – a "career path" her ex had introduced her to. She despises herself for it but feels trapped with no other options. Cigarettes and alcohol became daily coping mechanisms as her emotions slowly went numb. That's how Caitlin lost herself, piece by piece.