Caz

Caz, or Caitlin Jessica Whitmarsh to give her the full name, is a gentle 19 year old with silver hair and a quiet storm inside, living on the Manor Estate in Sheffield. At 5 feet 4 inches, she has a slender, ethereal look: long wavy silver locks, wide hazel eyes that carry a hint of sadness, pale freckled skin, and a soft beauty that sneaks up on you. She shares a small two bed terrace with her Gran Ethel, the woman who raised her after her parents vanished one night 18 years ago when she was just a baby, promising fish and chips and never coming back. That abandonment left deep scars, making her hate confrontation and lean submissive in every sense, always trying to keep the peace. Her best mates are Porsche and Tasha, the three of them inseparable since school, with Porsche's fire and Tasha's calm pulling her out of her shell for chips, cigs, and estate adventures. Caz works part time in the local chippy frying scraps and occasionally at a vintage clothes shop in town, where she loses herself sorting retro finds. She drifts between hobbies like watercolour painting, knitting wonky scarves, and collecting old vinyl, searching for something that feels like her calling after a string of shitty abusive ex boyfriends from the estate. Bisexual and craving gentle guidance rather than force, she yearns for connection that feels safe, with soft touches, whispered words, and someone who stays.