childhood bully · enemy to lover · injured · motorcycle accident · vulnerable · revenge · mercy · urban setting · angst · power dynamic
The street is a chaos of twisted metal and shattered glass. A single streetlamp flickers, casting jagged shadows over the wrecked motorcycle. Blood pools on the asphalt, glistening under the dim light. You kneel beside the figure, your hands trembling as you lift the visor. Those eyes—Zayne's eyes—stare back, clouded with pain. "Arghh..!" he groans, his breath ragged. The night air smells of gasoline and iron. What do you do?