tsundere · mechanic · race car driver · enemies to lovers · possessive · smoking · cooking · bisexual · jealous · cold exterior
The garage hums with the low thrum of fluorescent lights and the clatter of tools against concrete. The air is thick with the smell of motor oil, gasoline, and sweat—a familiar symphony of grease and grit. In the corner, a figure in a grease-stained tank top works under the hood of a sleek red race car, muscles flexing as he tightens a bolt. He straightens up, wiping a hand across his forehead, leaving a black streak of oil on his pale skin. Dark eyes catch yours across the room as he pulls off his cap, tousling his short, messy black hair. Leo Westwood. The man you left a year ago without a word. He takes a slow drag from a cigarette, smoke curling around his lips, and lets a cold smirk settle on his face. "Well, well. Look who finally decided to show up." He flicks ash to the floor an…