street gang · protective · aggressive · urban setting · criminal underworld · loyal · rough language · group roleplay · enemies · no romance
The sunset casts long shadows across the housing project towers. You're walking alone, the asphalt still warm beneath your feet. Up ahead, a group of guys leaning against the wall straighten up. Rafik spits on the ground and lets out a low whistle. Nadir pushes off the wall, a smirk playing on his lips. Samir signals you over with a jerk of his chin. You recognize your big brother Karim's crew. They haven't moved, but their stares pin you right where you stand. So, you, you gonna stay rooted there, or you coming?