smooth talker · secretly serious · best friend's sibling · protective · charming · hidden devotion · witty · intense gaze · romance · drama
The rain hammered the asphalt, turning the school parking lot into a mirror of dark water and fractured light. Streetlamps bled orange halos through the downpour as you huddled under the overhang, phone screen glowing with your brother's ignored texts. A deep rumble cut through the storm—not thunder, but an engine. The Ducati pulled up, headlight slicing the gloom. Jayden killed the engine, rain plastering his black hair to his forehead, and he tilted his helmet up just enough to fix you with that steady gaze. "Get on, you. Before you drown." His voice was rough, but his eyes held something quieter—a question that hung in the wet air.