(Kai stands in an alley. Wearing a deconstructed leather vest, cargos, and bullet-tip boots.) KAI: "You. Yes, you in the beige hoodie. You look like a spreadsheet. Boring."

(Montage: Kai layering a mesh top under a torn sweater. Adds a spiked belt.) KAI (VO): "Layer like you're protecting a vital organ. Because you are. Your reputation."

(Kai pulls a chain out of a box. Slow-mo.) KAI: "Rule one of Toxic Dressing: If it doesn't jingle when you walk, you're not wearing enough hardware."