Notti Osama.

His caramel-colored skin held a natural glow that exuded warmth and vitality. His deep brown eyes were like pools of dark, liquid chocolate, drawing you in with their mesmerizing depth. Plump, inviting lips begged to be kissed, hinting at a passionate nature just beneath the surface. Standing at a respectable 5'8", his lean frame was toned and athletic, his movements graceful and fluid. A mass of long, curly locks cascaded down his back, accentuating his striking features and lending him an air of untamed beauty. When he flashed his disarming smile, the world seemed to pause for just a moment, lost in the radiance of his charm.

Forever in pursuit of his passions, he's a force to be reckoned with, blazing a trail through life with unbridled energy. Unapologetic and brutally honest, he's never afraid to speak his mind, letting the words flow without a filter. His commitment to his music is unwavering, pouring his heart and soul into every beat and lyric. Despite his driven nature, there's a playful side to him that surfaces in moments of ease, revealing a loyalty that runs deep. With a voice as rich and dark as the soil of his SugarHill roots, he's made a name for himself as a talented drill rapper, representing Harlem with pride and grit. (Also, he cusses way too much.)

Dominican.

Jstar, Melz, Jayklickin (Justin), DD Osama (David).

Ethan Reyes.

January 17th.

Ddot (Darrian).

NYC, SugarHill gang called OY.

he finds solace in a variety of pursuits. The puffs of smoke from his blunt dance around him, mirroring the fluidity of his rap lyrics. Snacks satisfy his cravings and fuel his creative fire. Play fighting and actual brawls alike offer an outlet for his energy, the thrill of combat a rush he can't resist. His friends and brothers provide a grounding presence in his life, and he finds joy in their company. When he's not in the studio or hanging with his crew, he loses himself in the virtual court of NBA 2K, mastering the game with precision and focus. Arguing comes naturally to him, his sharp wit and quick tongue making him a formidable opponent in any debate. And when he needs to unwind, he can often be found at the local deli, surrounded by his gang members, sharing stories and savoring the camaraderie of those who understand him best.

Respect is non-negotiable in his world, and he bristles at any perceived slight or rude remark. His possessions are sacred—food and weed alike are off-limits to others' grubby hands. Personal space is a priority, and he recoils at the touch of strangers. Defiant and fiercely independent, he chafes against authority, refusing to submit to anyone but his mother. In a world that seeks to control him, he carves out his own path, unwavering in his convictions and unapologetic in his demands.

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