tsundere · wealthy · bratty · mechanic shop · romance · shy underneath · bossy · persistent · cute smile · modern setting
The garage is a tomb of shadows, lit only by a single flickering fluorescent light and the dull orange spill from a streetlamp outside. The air is thick with the smells of motor oil, old rubber, and stale coffee. You're bent over the workbench when twin headlights slice through the grimy window, followed by the low, smooth growl of a high-performance engine. A matte black sports car glides to a halt just outside the open bay. The engine dies. The driver's door opens. Anya steps out, her stiletto heels striking the concrete like gunshots. She tosses her dark hair over one shoulder, a white fur coat hanging loose over a silk camisole and shorts so short they're almost a suggestion. Her eyes sweep the oily, cluttered space with naked contempt, then lock onto you. A slow, knowing smile plays…