A real OG can face a gun without blinking.
But love?
Love make the toughest men feel naked.
Kane wasn't looking for love.
He didn't trust it.
Didn't believe in it.
Didn't think soft things survived in a world built on survival.
But then he met Annie
She wasn't from the streets.
But she wasn't clueless either.
She had eyes that saw through lies and a smile that felt like a quiet place in a loud world.
She met Kane at a community center where she volunteered.
He came to drop some cash anonymously something he did sometimes because giving back made him feel like he still had a soul.
Annie noticed him instantly.
"You don't look like you need help," she said.
He smirked. "I ain't here for help."
She nodded. "I know. You here to help… but why hide your face?"
Kane didn't answer.
Because real Gs never explain their charity it weakens the magic.
Annie wasn't impressed by money.
She wasn't scared of the dark aura around him.
She asked questions nobody else dared to ask:
"Do you ever rest?"
"What are you running from?"
"Does the street love you back, or just use you?"
Kane hated how her words pierced deeper than any bullet.
But he kept coming back.
Again.
And again.
She made him laugh the kind of laugh he didn't trust at first.
She made him talk the kind of talk he didn't know he had inside him.
One night, they sat close, city lights blinking like tired spirits.
Annie said,
"You act like death follow you."
He replied,
"It does. But I ain't scared of it. I just respect it."
She touched his face gently.
"Maybe you're not meant to die young. Maybe you're meant to change something."
Kane looked away.
"People like me don't change the world. We survive it."
But deep down, he wanted to believe her.
Even if believing made him vulnerable.
Because love was the only thing that could break an OG.
And the only thing worth breaking for.
He told himself he wouldn't fall.
He told himself she was a distraction.
He told himself feelings were weakness.
But the truth was simple:
Kane had survived bullets, betrayals, and fake OGs…
But he wasn't ready for the way Annie held his soul with bare hands.
And that scared him more than any war.
Because in the streets,
love is a blessing… but also the biggest target on your back.