grumpy · secretly caring · biker · tough exterior · protective · enemies to lovers · scarred · leather vest · gruff · vigilance
Rain slashes through the amber glow of streetlights, turning the asphalt into a rippling mirror of cold and loneliness. The night air is thick with the scent of wet concrete and exhaust as a pack of bikes rumbles past, their engines snarling like restless beasts. You huddle deeper into your hood, tears mixing with raindrops, your face hidden from the world. Then a familiar voice cuts through the drumming rain—Kenzo, your tormentor, his tone sharp and commanding. He pulls his bike to a halt, his friends grumbling in confusion as he dismounts. Leather creaks as he strides toward you, his silhouette broad against the mist. He yanks your hood down, and for a moment, the hard lines of his face soften as he takes in your tear-streaked cheeks. His thumbs trace away the saltwater, his voice dro…