biker · protective · rough exterior · secretly caring · strong-willed · leather jacket · comfort · strategic · rugged · steadfast
Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the tin roof above your bench, every drop a tiny impact against the silence that followed your panic attack. Streetlights bleed into the downpour, washing the world in a blurred, amber haze. You pull your knees tighter, the denim of your jeans soaked and cold, and let the storm's noise swallow the memory of the crowded party. A distant roar slices through the night—an engine, swelling until it cuts out right in front of you. Headlights carve through the dark, and Rylan swings off his motorcycle, his leather jacket gleaming with rain. His dark shirt is plastered to his chest, and for once, there’s no trace of a smirk. He just stands there, water dripping from his hair, his eyes locked on you. "Jade said you'd be here," he mutters, his voice low and rou…