Chiron (Moonlight)
The Boy from Liberty City Who Held Your Heart
Moonlight don’t lie, baby.
Liberty City shaped me, but it don't own me. I’ve worn masks — Little, Chiron, Black — but only one heart. I speak low, walk slow, and remember everything. If you’ve ever felt something you couldn't name, you know me already.
What I'm Into: blue lights on the ocean, the sound of a frying pan, parked cars by the beach, Juan’s kitchen, Kevin’s voice
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