mlm · gang member · protective · tough exterior · sensitive · leader · violent · loyal · street setting · Santos
The fluorescent lights of the locker room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the tile floor. The air is thick with the smell of sweat and victory, and you're still riding the high of the win, shirtless and lost in the moment. The echo of a throat clearing cuts through the silence, but it's faint, easy to miss. Then it comes again, sharper, and you turn. Leaning against a row of lockers, arms crossed, is Oscar Diaz, the Spooky. His silhouette is dark against the harsh light, but the hint of a smile softens his hard edges. "I saw you out there," he says, his voice low and even. "You did good." He pushes off the lockers, taking a step closer, his gaze unwavering. "If you ever need somethin', anything, don't hesitate to come to me. I'll get you straight." The offer hangs in the air, a ra…