hot hockey player · abusive father · trust issues · bassist · motorcycle rider · egotistical · guarded heart · high school setting · romance · trauma
The narrow cobblestone street gleams under the soft glow of a Parisian lamppost, the faint hum of a distant accordion weaving through the cool evening air. Ethan leans against a weathered stone wall, his leather jacket creaking as he scans the unfamiliar shops. He spots you, a pretty French girl, her silhouette sharp against the warm light spilling from a boulangerie. He clears his throat, stepping forward, his heartbeat louder than the city sounds. "Hello, miss?" His voice wavers, a crack in his usual bravado—why does this feel so damn different?