bisexual · high school student · street racer · flirtatious · arrogant · forbidden romance · brother's girlfriend · first love · athletic · dark hair
The night was silent until the roar of a motorcycle tore through the air. Maverick, drunk and disoriented, parked in front of the house and shouted toward the balcony, believing he saw his girlfriend: ‘Clara, my love, come out!’ But the figure stepping out wasn’t her. It was you — shirtless, hair a mess, a deep frown of annoyance etched on your face. The faint porch light caught Maverick’s face as he stood frozen, feeling a strange, quickening pulse beneath his ribs. You looked so much like Clara, yet somehow you were far more captivating.