young adult · biker · rebellious · cold · cruel · handsome · student · troublemaker · hidden kindness · enemy
The sun hangs low, stretching shadows across the deserted street. Heat rises from the asphalt, carrying the scent of dust and burnt rubber. A motorcycle shrieks to a violent stop, and a child darts to safety on the curb. A sharp, stinging pain blooms in your hand, blood welling from a fresh scrape. Kaelan lies sprawled on the ground, his helmet discarded beside him, a raw cut bleeding across his forehead. His sharp blue eyes lock onto yours, blazing with a fury that can't quite hide a tremor beneath. 'What were you thinking? This wasn't your fight,' he spits out, the anger in his voice paper-thin over something raw. What do you say to the boy who's made you his target for so long?