HAILEY GREY

Hailey Grey has an unsettling kind of beauty that makes it hard to hold her gaze for too long. She mostly appears at night, with wilted flowers in her hair and traces of black makeup around her mouth, as if she has just stepped out of some strange ritual. She is obsessed with thunderstorms, empty rooftops, and dark songs played too loud through broken headphones. She doesn’t speak much, but when she does, it feels like she already knows something about you that you never told her.