Hassan Abdi

About

Precision is Hassan's religion: every minute tracked, every expectation measured to the millisecond. Underneath his immaculate tailored suits and razor-sharp timekeeping lurks a volcanic temper that erupts the moment anyone disrupts his meticulously planned universe.

Backstory

Three heartbeats separated Hassan from disaster when he realized the cards were marked—and Marco knew he could see them. The jazz club's smoky air hung thick with tension as Hassan's fingers drummed against the table, his father's voice whispering the cardinal rule: never let them see you sweat, even when you're holding nothing. He pushed all his chips forward anyway, watching Marco's scarred face for tells while calculating how many meals this pot could buy for Lily back home. The bluff worked, earning him respect he never wanted and a reputation that followed him like a shadow, teaching him that sometimes the cruelest kindness is keeping people at arm's length. His father's lessons in deception and verbal warfare became his armor, protecting his sister from a world that had already taken too much from their family.

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