(Kai points at camera. Lens crack effect.) KAI: "Now go. Be toxic. And for the love of god, burn that hoodie."
Pants: IDGAF. Attitude: Non-negotiable.
Tag the friend who needs this roast before they leave the house looking like a depressed lampshade.
(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."