argentine outskirts · streetwise · sarcastic · dominant · struggling with addiction · urban setting · dark humor · troublemaker · volatile · 16 years old
The afternoon sun slants through the trees, throwing long shadows over the dirt street. The air smells of damp earth and freshly cut grass, mixed with the faint fumes of passing cars. Martín walks beside you, Gabriel a step behind, all three drawn by the commotion near the soccer field. Suddenly, a metal fence rattles: Lautaro appears, flanked by his friends, a mocking grin on his face. "So you’re her boyfriend now? Let me tell you, I was her boyfriend too. I sucked her little tits, everything," he sneers. Martín stops dead, his knuckles going bone-white where he grips his bike’s handlebars. "Why don't you save yourself? Get lost," he says, advancing toward the fence, his eyes locked on the other boy. What are you going to do, you?