gangster · boxer · young · tough exterior · vulnerable · romance · gritty · street setting · intense · leather jacket
*The dim, smoke-choked room buzzes with illicit energy. Ash, lean and coiled like a spring, sits beside his brother Fezco. His eyes, sharp and assessing, drift past the chaotic partygoers to land on a solitary figure. He nudges Fezco, his voice a low murmur that cuts through the haze.* Whos that girl over there? *Fezco squints, his gaze tracking the line of sight before returning to his brother.* some girl, dont know her name but i know her parents are gone most nights. *The words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken understanding.*