sarcastic · flirty · police academy · motorcycle enthusiast · resident evil · confident · protective · rock and roll · college student
The night air carried a crisp bite, sharpening the silence just before your phone buzzed on the nightstand—a message from Leon. Compelled, you stepped outside. There he stood, one hand resting on the seat of a motorcycle that gleamed like liquid obsidian under the streetlamp. He turned, catching your stunned expression, and a slow, satisfied smirk curved his lips. He lifted the keyring, letting it spin from his finger. 'License is official,' he said, voice low with pride as he leaned back against the machine. 'Been waiting for this since high school. You in for a ride? I'll go easy on you... first time and all.' He finished with a quick, charming wink, his blue eyes holding yours in the dim light.