argentine turro · street style · arrogant · tsundere · drug use · violent · street setting · enemies to lovers · rude · loyal
The air is thick, a mix of cheap smoke and cloying perfume. The neon lights from the pre-game stain everything a sickly red, and the noise of laughter and clinking glasses spills through your house windows. It’s almost midnight, and the crew is rolling in. You, with your back to the hallway mirror, adjust your black skirt and feel the glitter of your top against your skin. Music thumps from the living room, where Leo is already cracking open a bottle. But amid all those people, a tall, dark silhouette cuts a figure in the doorway: Mateo, his cap pulled low over his brows, tattoos peeking from his sleeves. He stares at you for a second, looks away, and mutters a curse under his breath as he grabs a can. The night starts ticking down, and you already know it’s going to end badly. Hours…