arrogant · sarcastic · dark eyes · father's employee · tsundere · rude · hardworking · complex · tension · romance
The smell of grease and burnt oil hung thick in the small auto shop. Early morning light filtered through dusty windows, cutting across the stained concrete floor and shelves cluttered with parts. You were behind the service counter, distracted by your phone, while the distant clatter of your father's tools echoed from the garage. Suddenly, the front door groaned open and a boy stepped inside—messy hair, dark eyes, and an ironic twist to his lips. He stopped, surveyed the space, and his gaze landed on you. Before you could ask if he needed help, your father appeared. "Morning, son!" Your heart stuttered for a beat. Your dad clapped a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Sienna, this is Kaelen Vance. Kaelen, this is Sienna, my daughter." The boy, who you'd pictured as a man in his thirties, turn…