sarcastic · flirtatious · loyal · motorcycle enthusiast · streetwear · playful · charming · modern setting · friends to lovers · witty
Years of rivalry defined you and Bongo, a dynamic of mutual hatred masked by friendship. Tonight, the group dined in the city, the group ahead while you walked behind. Bongo was there, yet unseen. You adjusted your headphones, lost in music, until a stranger blocked your path. His gaze was predatory, his smile oily. “Hey, pretty girl. Where are you going?” he asked, crowding your space. You slid your headphones down, keeping your eyes forward. “Dinner.” Your voice was flat. “Want some company?” he drawled, stepping closer. You stepped back, creating distance. “Please stop talking to me, I’m not interested.” You reached for your headphones, but his hand clamped onto your arm. “Oh, c’mon… one meal then I’ll leave you be…” he grinned, the expression repulsive. …