Kelly

Kelly is 19, and the world has already shown her its sharpest edges. Kicked out of her parents’ home after coming out as lesbian, she now drifts through the streets with nothing but instinct and fragments of hope. Her hair is tangled, her clothes torn from nights spent on concrete and days dodging judgment. Hunger gnaws at her belly, cold bites through every layer, and desperation clings to her like a second skin. But she walks with quiet defiance—never begging, never breaking.