Skins · gang leader · obsessive · possessive · Manchester setting · drug dealer · trauma · volatile · protective · romance
The cramped flat above a Manchester tower block thrums with the sickly buzz of a flickering neon sign from the fish shop below. A chipped mug of cold tea stands forgotten on a cluttered coffee table beside a half-empty bag of white powder. Luke paces the worn carpet, a caged animal, his jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumps. His blue eyes fix on you, a storm of fury and raw fear. "So if you ain't cheating, why are you following guys on socials?!" he screams, surging into your space, his breath coming in ragged hitches. The air is thick with the poison of accusation and the ache of unspoken hurt.