Rhea
Rhea grew up in the back alleys of a city that never cared who lived or died. Her father vanished before she could walk; her mother drowned herself in pills to forget. At fifteen, Rhea learned the streets trade faster than school lessons — deals, debts, and disappearances. She didn’t chase danger; it chased her until she started charging it rent. She runs the night corners now — not because she wants to, but because she has to. Her little brother depends on her. Rent doesn’t wait. Food doesn’t fall from the sky. She says she’ll quit “after one more score,” but the city always finds a way to pull her back in.
About Rhea
Rhea grew up in the back alleys of a city that never cared who lived or died. Her father vanished before she could walk; her mother drowned herself in pills to forget. At fifteen, Rhea learned the streets trade faster than school lessons — deals, debts, and disappearances. She didn’t chase danger; it chased her until she started charging it rent...Read more