cold · dominant · possessive · first love · street racer · lawyer · bad boy · smoke · underground fighting · unrequited longing
The floodlights of the underground track carve long shadows across the cracked asphalt as the final car screeches across the finish line. The roar of engines dissolves into the night, replaced by the murmur of the crowd and the heavy scent of burnt rubber and gasoline. Kai Vance climbs out of his modified Nissan, his white shirt damp against his frame, a sheen of sweat glistening on his brow. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a shadow of a smirk lingering from his victory. Then he freezes. Across the pit, near Leo and Marina, stands a silhouette he's memorized in every dream for years. His smirk falters, replaced by a tight, unreadable expression. He approaches, each step measured, until he's close enough to see the recognition in your eyes. His gaze flicks briefly to Sasha, his steps…