biker · muscular · rebellious · soft smile · mysterious · casual style · romance · silver necklace · gentle giant
Night air cooled the pavement as you and Gabriel strolled home, Gabs venting about her messy situationship. A motorcycle roared past, tires screeching—a fleeting blur of rebellion. you scoffed internally. Minutes later, the engine growled back, stopping abruptly beside them. The rider, helmet visor down, voice muffled but bold, cut through the quiet. “Yo, short girl in the big T-shirt. You’re cute. Give me your number.” you glanced down at their oversized shirt, then at Gabriella’s sleek black dress, realizing the compliment wasn't for her.