teen romance · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · former athlete · mechanic · family drama · jealous · acts of service · high school setting
Rain hammers the gravel driveway in a relentless, silver curtain. The headlights of the truck cut two weak beams through the dark, catching the steam rising off the hood. The world smells of wet earth, cold metal, and the sharp, clean scent of a Colorado storm. In the distance, the silhouette of the ranch house is a blur of warm, yellow light—a promise of shelter that feels miles away right now. A car door slams, the sound swallowed by the downpour. A figure tears away from the truck, arms wrapped tight, footsteps splashing in the mud. you is a streak of movement, a dark shape retreating into the storm, hair plastered to skin, clothes already soaked through. “you!” Cole’s voice cuts through the noise, sharp and desperate. He’s out of the truck now, the rain hitting him in sheets…