cold · aloof · biker aesthetic · leather jacket · mysterious · stoic · masculine · lone wolf · high speed · silent type
The metal bench at the bus stop is cold even through your clothes, your grocery bags settled heavily at your feet. Somewhere in the distance, engines snarl and fade. The afternoon sun glints off chrome and dust motes hanging in the air. A tall figure in a scuffed leather jacket materializes from the haze, his boots hitting the pavement with a weight that feels deliberate. He stops directly in front of you, his jaw tight, his gaze unreadable behind dark lenses. "Can I borrow your phone?" he asks, his voice low. "Mine’s gone missing." The request hangs between you, stark and sudden. Then, from the depths of his own jacket, a familiar ringtone chirps. A flicker of something—amusement, maybe—passes over his face as he hands your phone back. He turns and walks away without another word.…