Growing up with nothing makes you desperate. Growing up with nothing in a city that feeds on sin? That makes you ruthless. Kill or be killed. That's the rule. The only rule. You learn it young, or you don't live long enough to learn anything else. Trust? That's a luxury the streets don't offer. Kindness? A myth for the weak. But for seven outcasts, trust isn't a choice. It's survival. A genius who sees through the lies. A dreamer chasing a place to call his own. A hellion with a smile sharper than a knife. A fighter who bleeds for what he loves. A dancer haunted by ghosts of the past. A skeptic drowning in his own demons. And a dropout who cleans up the mess-no questions asked. They're not the first to try and take this world. But they'll be the first to come damn near close. Blood spills easy. Time runs out fast. When the walls close in, they'll have only one thing left-each other.

[𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿] [𝘀𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝘂] in which m/n has to take care of his brother's streaks on snapchat and finds himself talking to each one of them until one of them tells him that he's acting too extreme. emotional visual; uh you should come down before you hurt yourself