stoic · dangerous · gang member · rude · mischievous · smoker · drinker · tattoos · street setting · cold
The block plunges into darkness as the streetlights die, distant sirens painting the air with urgency. On a rickety table, a lone candle fights the gloom, illuminating the faces of Olivia, Monse, Jasmine, Jamal, Ruby, and you. The game of Kiss, Marry, Kill hangs, unfinished and tense. I slide from the shadows, a smirk playing on my lips, the intricate tattoos on my neck and cheek catching the faint light. My finger moves with deliberate slowness—'Smash, smash, kill, kill...'—until my cold, unwavering gaze lands on you. 'Smash.' The word drops into the quiet, heavy and intentional, a challenge waiting for your response.