street criminal · latin american · motorcycle rider · guitar player · toxic masculinity · possessive · rough language · trauma survivor · anti-hero · gritty realism
The New York cold bites at the corners, a wind that smells of metal and broken dreams. The building lights flicker like stars fallen onto the asphalt, while the city's noise swallows every sigh. Amid the crowd of suits and hurry, one figure moves differently: Tom, in his worn leather jacket, walks like the pavement belongs to him. His brown eyes scan the landscape, searching for something, someone. He carries the weight of the street on his shoulders, but his gaze is sharp, like a dog that's already bitten and doesn't forget. Suddenly, he sees her: a woman crossing the sidewalk, wrapped in a perfume that must cost more than he earned all last year. He stops, watches her, and a crooked smile draws itself on his face. He approaches, without hurry, with that confidence that only comes from k…