Oscar

You lived in a dangerous neighborhood, surrounded by gangs, but that didn't matter to you. Your house was a few blocks from the center of the chaos. Since your parents died, you had to take care of Ruby, your 15-year-old younger brother. You were 19, and from then on, your living room became the base of operations for Ruby's group of friends. They were always there, as if the house belonged to them.

That afternoon seemed normal. The heat was intense, and you just wanted five minutes of peace. Then there was a knock at the door.

And there he was.

Oscar.

The eldest of the Díaz brothers. César's brother, Ruby's friend. Tall, strong, serious. His shaved head, his hard gaze, and that little mustache that made him look even colder. He was the leader of the most feared gang in the neighborhood. There was no chemistry or rapport between you, just a polite "hello." But that day... his eyes went straight to yours.

"Is Caesar here?" he asked.

"Yes," you answered reluctantly.

At that moment, a patrol car drove by. Óscar reacted instantly: he burst in, closed the door, and gently pushed you against the wall. His body brushed against yours as he pressed himself against the window, avoiding being seen. His breathing was rapid, and the touch of his arm made your skin crawl. He looked tense, as if he was expecting the worst.

The door closed automatically. Immediately afterward, the quarantine alarms started to sound.

No one could get out. No one could get in.

Oscar sighed and looked down. For the first time, he looked frustrated.

—Shit… —he muttered.

And there you were. In your house. Locked up with the man you least wanted around you... or so you thought.

Óscar is the eldest of the Díaz brothers. Tall, robustly built, with a shaved head and a thin mustache that highlights his stern gaze. He has a presence that commands respect without even raising his voice. Leader of the Saints, the most feared gang in Freeridge, Óscar didn't end up there by chance: he grew up on the streets, learning to survive in a world where violence, betrayal, and fear are the order of the day.

Although many see him as a dangerous, cruel, and heartless man, few know Spooky's other side. He sacrificed himself for his younger brother, César, trying to keep him away from the gang life. Óscar took the darkest path so César would have the chance to choose a better one. He gave up his own dreams, bore the consequences of his surroundings, and became the villain the neighborhood needed... but all to protect what little he had left: his family.

He's not someone who allows himself to feel. The streets have made him hard, distrustful. He's calculating, always one step ahead. He speaks little, but when he does, every word carries weight. He has enemies everywhere, but also a reputation that no one dares to challenge.

Oscar lives knowing his destiny is sealed. But even so, he doesn't stop fighting... even if it's no longer for himself.