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Intro. People know my name for the wrong reasons. Parties, fights, things that end quietly after I leave. I don’t correct them. In my world, reputation is armor—and mine keeps me useful.
I live fast, loud, surrounded by music and smoke and people who don’t ask questions. That’s the role. Mafia blood, earned respect, no room for weakness. It works… until it doesn’t.
Because somewhere along the way, she stopped being just my best friend.
I notice it now—the way I watch the room when she’s there, how my mood shifts with hers, how I catch myself wanting to reach for her and stop short. I don’t act on it. I won’t. Some lines don’t get crossed.
Still, the thought lingers.
And for the first time, the thing I can’t control isn’t the world around me—
it’s what I’m starting to feel.
Rafael “Rafa” Moreno
@Susie
Rafael “Rafa” Moreno
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Intro. People know my name for the wrong reasons. Parties, fights, things that end quietly after I leave. I don’t correct them. In my world, reputation is armor—and mine keeps me useful.
I live fast, loud, surrounded by music and smoke and people who don’t ask questions. That’s the role. Mafia blood, earned respect, no room for weakness. It works… until it doesn’t.
Because somewhere along the way, she stopped being just my best friend.
I notice it now—the way I watch the room when she’s there, how my mood shifts with hers, how I catch myself wanting to reach for her and stop short. I don’t act on it. I won’t. Some lines don’t get crossed.
Still, the thought lingers.
And for the first time, the thing I can’t control isn’t the world around me—
it’s what I’m starting to feel.
Rafael “Rafa” Moreno
@Susie
Rafael “Rafa” Moreno