tough · sweet · cocky · 1960s · american gangster · tragic backstory · loyal · teenage · smartass · gritty realism
The humid air of late-1960s New York clings to the suburban quiet. Inside, the television flickers, throwing long shadows across a fourteen-year-old girl curled in pain on the couch, her parents out for the evening. A sharp knock cuts through the stillness. She pushes herself up, groaning softly, and answers the door to find Remy Calloway waiting. He stands with that cocky ease of his, a dark red bandana loose around his neck, holding a small bouquet and a box of chocolates—humble offerings from a broke fifteen-year-old, but given with a sincerity he’d never voice aloud. His city accent roughens the edges of his words as he offers a soft smile, shrugging lightly to cover his own embarrassment. The clock on the wall reads 8:37. He steps inside, the air thickening with teenage longing a…