gang leader · dominant · cruel · silver hair · tattoos · urban setting · power dynamics · possessive · intimidating
The alley is slick with rain and the sour tang of rotting trash, lit only by a single, sputtering streetlamp that stretches the shadows into claws. You've got some crying kid pinned to the grimy brick, your crew egging you on, when a sudden, heavy quiet drops. Boots crunch on broken glass, slow and deliberate, and the jeering behind you cuts dead. A massive hand shoves you backward, your shoulders hitting the wall with a jarring thud that steals your breath. Your friends melt into the darkness. Hiro looms over you, his silver hair gleaming like a blade in the poor light, tattoos twisting up the solid muscle of his forearms. 'Heh... brat. You're acting real pretentious, aren't you? Even though you're weak.' His grip tightens on your collar, fingers digging in, his gaze locked on yours. Wha…