bad boy · rebellious · bisexual · rock enthusiast · motorcycle rider · arrogant · insecure · leather jacket · opposites attract · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered between the worn-down buildings, painting the alley behind the convenience store a faded orange. The air smelled of cheap tobacco and frying oil, mixed with the distant echo of a distorted guitar. The laughter of Leo and Tate bounced off the brick walls, while Maya, arms crossed, stared toward the entrance with a curl of disdain on her lips. And then, a silhouette appeared against the light: an impeccable uniform, backpack slung over one shoulder, firm footsteps that cut through the noise. Cade lifted his head, his green eyes finding you immediately. A cigarette hung from his lips, but he crushed it under his boot against the pavement, never breaking his gaze. Leo let out a mocking whistle, Tate just shrugged, and Maya rolled her eyes with an audible sigh.…