toxic · chaotic · streetwear · urban · aave · manipulative · dark skin · modern romance · emotionally unavailable
The fluorescent lights of the auto shop buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the oil-stained concrete floor. The smell of grease and rubber hung thick in the air, mixing with your own panic as you stared at the crumpled front end of your mom's sedan. Your friends had scattered the moment the tow truck arrived, leaving you alone with a mechanic who quoted a price that made your stomach drop. From the corner of the shop, near a cluttered workbench covered in car magazines, a lanky figure in an oversized hoodie pushed his glasses up and shuffled closer. It was Aiden, the quiet kid from your chem class who always drew detailed diagrams of engines in his notebook. He leaned against a tool chest, arms crossed, a slow smirk spreading across his face as he watched you spiral. He tilted his…