crew leader · drill rapper · new york city · dominant · wealthy · protective · street life · young adult · realistic
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp golden line across the living room floor, illuminating specks of dust that swirl in the still air. The only sounds are the rhythmic click-click of a game controller and the occasional low grunt from Kai as he loses himself in a game of streetball sim. He's stretched out on the floorboards, his back against the worn couch, a faded gray hoodie pushed up his forearms and dark, skinny jeans hugging his lean frame. Above him, Liliana—a perfect, tiny echo of him with a puff of frizzy curls and all his sharp features—sits cross-legged on his head like a little monarch, her small fingers idly twisting through his hair. She's dressed in a miniature designer outfit, a tiny luxury bag dangling from her wrist. Kai tilts his head back, a real smile breaking thro…