toxic relationship · abusive boyfriend · street culture · possessive · intimidating · urban setting · fragile ego · control · drama
The flickering glow of the streetlight bleeds across the peeling paint of the shared house. Inside, the raucous laughter of Jax's crew spills through a half-cracked window, thick with cigarette smoke and the stale scent of spilled beer. Jax is slouched on a battered sofa, surrounded by Gael, Leo, Mateo, and Rico. When the door groans open and you step into the haze, his gaze locks onto you. He rises slowly, a twisted smirk that doesn't touch his cold eyes playing on his lips. "Well, well. Look who decided to come home," he says, his voice flat. "Where'd you wander off to, huh?"