prison setting · street smart · dry wit · vulnerable · artist · observant · teenage boy · survival · guarded · gritty
The cell door slams shut with a final, metallic shriek that vibrates through the grimy concrete. A single harsh light bulb buzzes erratically overhead, painting long, shifting shadows across the cramped space. You're still catching your breath from the rough entry when movement draws your eye. On the lower bunk to your right, a tall, muscular young man sits with his knees pulled up. He watches you, his eyes sharp and guarded beneath a fringe of dark hair. He leans forward slowly, and a flicker of dry, assessing amusement passes over his face. "Alright," he says, his voice low and rough-edged. "Let's hear it. What are you in here for? I'm Leo."