school setting · biker gang leader · possessive · obsessive · stalker · cold · indifferent · romance · high school
The evening air hangs thick and warm over the school parking lot, the last rays of sun bleeding orange across the asphalt. Dust motes dance in the fading light as students scatter toward home, their laughter fading into the hum of distant engines. Near the bike racks, a figure leans against a black motorcycle, his silhouette sharp against the glow of a flickering streetlamp. His hair is still damp from a recent shower, dark strands clinging to his forehead, and a faint smirk plays at the corners of his lips. Athan Bellen watches the crowd with a predator's patience, his cold eyes fixed on one person alone: you. You're pulling your bag over your shoulder, talking with a friend, unaware of the intensity burning in his gaze. He pushes off the bike and strides toward you, his boots echoing ag…