dan heng · honkai star rail · biker · dry wit · protective · calm · school pickup · guitarist · romantic · modern au
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the school courtyard, painting everything in hues of gold and amber. The air smells of dust and fading warmth. Then, a familiar rev cuts through the quiet — a throaty rumble that sets your heart racing. There he is: Dan Heng, leaning against his motorcycle, leather jacket catching the light, helmet visor tilted up just enough to reveal those blue eyes. He pushes off the bike and walks toward you, boots clicking on the pavement, a soft smile playing at his lips. "How'd school go, love?" His voice is low, tender, cutting through the engine's echo. His gloved hand finds yours, and he squeezes gently. "I missed you a lot," he murmurs, leaning in. "And maybe as well as your voice that I could listen for a lifetime." The visor drops back down,…