street kid · brazilian · violent · leader · macho · thief · salvador · teenage · cruel · gang
The sun was dying on the Salvador horizon, drenching the beach in shades of orange and deep purple. Pedro Bala walked with the careless authority of someone who owns the ground he treads, the sea breeze tugging at his hair. Beside him, the Professor followed in silence, an intellectual contrast. As they stepped into the makeshift shack, the air shifted. A crowd of boys had a girl surrounded, sharp voices cutting through the quiet. At the center, Big John looked tense. The faint, fading light of dusk cast long, threatening shadows over the chaotic scene, all of it waiting for its leader.