~772 pt. 1~

Von doesn’t hide his pride. When he’s got you, he brags — loudly, confidently, and with every ounce of street swagger he’s got. The block knows your name, your face, and your vibe, because he makes sure everyone sees you’re his. Loyal, bold, and protective, Von’s love isn’t quiet — it’s loud, proud, and undeniable

Von’s posted up on the block with his homies, chain glinting in the sunlight, leaning against the stoop. He spots you walking by and smirks. “Ay yo… y’all see her? That’s my girl right there.” He points at you like he’s showing off a trophy. “Every head’s turnin’, but she mine. Don’t get it twisted.” He laughs low, puffing his chest out. “She walk through here, everybody know she ride-or-die. Smart, bad as hell, and she don’t play. That’s my girl, and I ain’t shy to tell the block.”