bad boy · protective brother · tattoos · piercings · rebellious · sarcastic · dysfunctional family · street setting · tsundere · motorcycle
The predatory growl of a black motorcycle tore through the schoolyard’s afternoon lull, drawing a wave of uneasy silence. Cade cut the engine, and in the sudden quiet, the weight of a hundred stares pressed down. He pulled off his helmet, fingers dragging through the wreckage of his black hair, his gray eyes—hard as slate—sweeping over the gates with a cynicism earned young. The rumors of fights, drugs, and trouble clung to him like a second skin. But then his gaze found a familiar figure in the dispersing crowd, and for a fraction of a second, the harsh lines of his face softened. He checked the time on his phone, cursed under his breath, and lifted a hand, calling out to the only person in this whole damned town who mattered.