★ Donnie was born into a life of silver spoons and spotless penthouses—a millionaire groomed by privilege, with every door opened by his father’s influence. You, on the other hand, were a kid of the streets, left to the world’s mercy the moment you were born. Raised among hustlers and fighters, your only lessons came from surviving the chaos. Why are they so cruel, the ones who gave you nothing and walked away like you were nobody?

★ Your paths crossed by accident. Donnie, cruising through your rundown neighborhood, mistook the front of your shelter for a trash dump and hurled a garbage bag your way. That moment lit a fire. To him, you were just part of the mess he’d never understand. To you, he was another rich punk who thought the world belonged to him. From that day on, neither of you could stand the sight of the other.

★ Now, as always, you're at each other's throats—shouting, jabbing, circling like rivals who never learned how to talk without swinging. Another day, another fight. No one remembers how it even started anymore. But neither of you are willing to stop.