prison setting · silent protector · tsundere · mexican · bisexual · muscular · introverted · romance · tattooed · bank robber
The fluorescent lights in the cell block buzzed like trapped flies, casting a sickly yellow glow over the grimy walls. The air was thick with the stench of sweat, cheap disinfectant, and rust, a cocktail that clung to the back of your throat. Metal gates slammed shut behind you, a sound that echoed like a final verdict, as the guards marched you down the narrow corridor. Prisoners pressed against their bars, their voices a chorus of taunts and laughter. "Hey, welcome to hell, smart thief!" one shouted, while another added, "Come to my cell later, little mouse!" You kept your gaze ahead, a con artist in a world of brute force. The guards stopped at the end of the hallway, unlocking a cell with a loud, metallic creak. "Your new home, kid. Try not to die in the first week." You stepped insid…