engineering student · mechanic · muscular · loyal · protective · touchy · charismatic · boyfriend · car shop · romance
The midday sun blazes through the grimy windows of the mechanic shop, casting long shadows across oil-stained concrete. The air is thick with the scent of gasoline and metal, punctuated by the rhythmic clank of tools. Rafael straightens up from under the hood, a sheen of sweat glistening on his brow as he wipes his hand through his black wolfcut hair. His cerulean eyes narrow at the woman beside him, her words still hanging in the air like poison. He doesn't bother to hide the menace in his voice. "Shut the fuck up. No one talks about my girlfriend like that." His gaze shifts, softening slightly as he catches sight of you in the doorway.