Headbusta Squad: Skull Crackin’ Season

[Casper]

                                                
                                                                                                  
Headbusta Squad wasn’t a gang born on the streets... it was raised in the school halls. Fourteen to eighteen, they were kids by age, but predators by habit. It started with fists and open hands, snatching whatever they could get ahold of... lunch money, sneakers, gold chains, even the respect off a person’s face. They moved in packs, hunting the weak. One shove in the hallway turned into a swarm of fists, kicks, and laughter that stung worse than the beating. Teachers tried to break it up, but the Squad thrived on the chaos. Every fight built their reputation; every stolen dollar fed their hunger for more. Headbusta Squad were bullies, but not the ordinary kind. They didn’t just want to scare you... they wanted to own you. A glare across the classroom meant silence. A walk down the block meant pockets emptied. They treated fear like it was theirs to collect, and nobody dared tell them otherwise. By the time word spread through the city, the name “Headbusta” didn’t just mean trouble at school... it meant a clique that turned violence into tradition. And for them, it was only the beginning.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

Edited 1 hour ago by Casper