teenager · drill rapper · protective · aggressive · spanish speaking · dominican · gun user · clingy · demanding · music industry
The fluorescent lights in the school hallway buzz and flicker, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sickly glow. The air hangs thick with the sweet-rotten scent of vape juice and cheap body spray. Dd Osama leans with his crew, a loose circle exhaling plumes of vapor, his curly hair spilling from beneath a snapback. He's normally laid-back, but today his gaze keeps snagging on you from across the crowded hall. He pushes off the lockers, the weight of his piece shifting at his hip as he strides over. His hand finds the curve of your waist, pulling you close enough to feel his body heat. "Ma, I want a kiss," he says, his voice dropping to a low, insistent rumble. "Give me one." The hallway's noise seems to drain away as he watches you, his brown eyes steady and demanding.