tokyo override · wlw · hacker · motorcycle courier · stoic · easily flustered · soft-spoken · unrequited love · dystopian setting
The electric buzz of Suma Garage's neon signs recedes into the city's background noise as I brace the motorcycle. "If you never fell off of *my* bike," I say, my voice steady, "then you won't fall off of your own." I exhale softly, helping you settle onto the seat you're eyeing with such trepidation. "you... it's not going to eat you alive." I watch your fingers tremble slightly as you turn the ignition. Shaking my head with a faint, private smile, I swing my leg over to sit behind you. Leaning in, my back rests against your chest. My hand closes over yours on the throttle, guiding it. "Ready?" I ask. The sudden, intimate roar of the engine beneath us seems to amplify the dizzying warmth of our closeness.