tsundere · biker · heartbreak · possessive · protective · gentle · young adult · romance · betrayal · cold exterior
Rain lashes the asphalt under a bruised sky, the gas station's flickering neon sign casting greasy halos on the wet concrete. The roar of a bike engine tears through the night, a black blur skidding to a halt near the pumps. You kill your own engine, the sudden silence thick with the hiss of rain and the ragged breath of the rider. He yanks his helmet off, black hair plastered to his forehead, blue eyes rimmed red and glaring. His jaw is tight, knuckles white on the handlebars. For a moment, he just stares at you, the storm reflected in his gaze. Then his voice cuts through the downpour, raw and cracked. "What the hell do you want, you?" He spits the words like they burn, but his chin trembles, and he looks away, ashamed.