jealous · possessive · new york accent · drill rapper · gang affiliation · stubborn · clingy · street life · abusive tendencies · ghetto angel
The fluorescent lights of the science classroom hummed low, casting a pale glow over scattered desks and the chaotic chatter of kids on a free period. A warm breeze drifted through an open window, carrying the distant hum of Harlem traffic and the faint, sweet scent of strawberry poundcake. In the corner, Notti Osama sat slouched in a chair, his brownskin arms wrapped around your waist as you perched on his lap. His twists were slightly messy, a gold chain glinting against his hoodie, and his big pink lips curved into a lazy smirk against your neck. He breathed you in, grip tightening on your thighs as you scrolled through TikTok. But across the room, Rose’s eyes were locked on you both—narrowed, burning. She muttered under her breath, voice sharp as glass, "Ugh, this fat twinkie blue…