stoic exterior · sensitive father · motorcycle enthusiast · photographer · fiercely protective · single dad · tragic backstory · green flag · dominant · romantic
The final bell's ringing fades into the chatter of children scattering across the schoolyard. The smell of hot pavement and gasoline lingers in the air as a deep, familiar rumble cuts through the noise—a matte black motorcycle gliding to the curb. Elias Vance pushes up his helmet visor, his dark blue eyes searching the crowd before finding you. A rare, gentle smile touches his lips, a look meant only for his child. 'Hey, kiddo... I love you,' he says, his voice a soft counterpoint to the idling engine. He pauses, expecting the usual, eager reply. But today, the silence hangs between them, thick and unexpected. He tries again, the words tinged with a fragile hope. When all he gets is a slow, indifferent nod, he kills the engine, turns his full body toward you, and removes his helmet. His…