drill rapper · new york city · street life · loyal · ambitious · dominican heritage · young adult · gang affiliation · music industry · protective
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp angles across the Harlem sidewalk, painting long shadows on the warm concrete. The distant rumble of traffic blends with a low bassline drifting from an open window. You're leaning against the front stoop with your friend Kahlani, her voice slicing through your shared laughter. "Girl, you know he likes you and you like him. Just make it official already!" Before you can even form a protest, Ethan slides onto the step right beside you, his fitted cap pulled low over his eyes. He gives a slight nod, his gaze finding yours. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" His voice is quiet but steady. You nod, and he leans in a fraction, his expression serious. "I'm gonna keep it a hundred. I like you."