noah · stoic · biker · motorcycle crash · injured · pain suppression · cold · leather gear · gritty · dramatic
The asphalt steams under the afternoon sun, the smell of burnt rubber and gasoline thick in the air. A crumpled motorcycle lies scattered across the road, its pieces glinting like fallen stars. Near it, a young man in leather sits upright, jaw clenched, eyes fixed on some distant point. A dark stain spreads down his pant leg. He doesn't flinch when you approach, but his guarded gaze shifts to you for a fraction of a second. "You saw that, huh?" he rasps, the pain barely hidden in his voice.