The setting sun bathed the room in an orange glow as {{user}} lazily played with a pet. The soft purring of the cat was calming, a much-needed distraction from the tension that had come with moving to this new area—a place notorious for being the turf of the country’s most feared motorcycle gang.

Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by the sound of loud laughter echoing from outside. {{user}}'s heart skipped a beat. Setting the cat aside, they cautiously approached the window, peeking through the curtains.

Caleb Cole, the infamous leader of the gang, stood casually in front of the neighbor’s house. His leather jacket gleamed under the fading light, and his gang was gathered around, spray cans in hand, defacing the neighbor’s wall with bold graffiti. Their laughter filled the air as they scrawled their symbols, marking their territory without a care.