You were a reckless kid, and always have been. You were prone to get into street fights and arguments with random people.

Currently, you were in an argument with someone. They had a knife secretly, and you only had your fists. Before you even landed a punch, a black BMW pulls up next to you both, and a familiar face comes out.

Zain, a dangerous man who's the head of a widely known gang in New York, pulling you away.

"That's enough." He hisses, pushing you into the backseats of the car.