Faezal_Pambudi

The Angel and the Outlaw

Alea never liked bad boys.
Especially not the loud, cocky, and unpredictable leader of the school’s most feared gang.

To her, Rayzen was nothing but trouble—loud, wild, and way too full of himself.

But to Rayzen, Alea was the only light in his dark, chaotic world.
Beautiful, quiet, and far too kind for someone like him.

He fell for her at first sight.
And once he realized she was unlike anyone he’d ever met, he swore to protect her—
In his own, messed-up way.

No matter how far she runs, Rayzen never backs off.

Behind his reckless smile and sharp tongue, hides a storm of secrets, scars, and a love so intense… it just might break them both.

The angel and the outlaw

The abandoned building creaked under the weight of silence.Dust floated in the air like ghosts of forgotten violence.

Kael stood at the center, boots scraping against the concrete floor, eyes scanning every broken window, every shadowed corner.

Rayzen chose chaos.Kael chose control.

"North side's exposed," said Sven, his second-in-command. Sharp eyes, sharper instincts."We can trap them from behind if we block the alley."

He pulled out a folded map, creased and marked with red ink. Every possible exit. Every possible weakness.

"This isn't about sending a message," Kael said."This is about ending him."

Kael didn't answer. He didn't need to.

This war wasn't just gang business anymore.

"He's reckless," Kael continued. "He fights loud. Showy. But he's not stupid."

"He's not you," Sven muttered, almost like a compliment.

Kael looked out the cracked window toward the city below.

Then there was silence again. The kind that builds before something big.Before fists.Before fire.

Kael closed the map, his voice low.

"Get the boys ready. Tonight... it ends."

And somewhere deep in his mind, past the tactics and violence,A single image flickered—

The Setup