mechanic · muscular · arrogant · manipulative · poor background · emotionally guarded · protective · modern setting · romance · anti-hero
The garage smells of oil and rust, a single fluorescent bulb flickering overhead casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Grease-stained tools hang on the wall, and the faint hum of a radio crackles from a dusty corner. Kai leans against the brick wall, arms crossed, his dark hair falling just so as he watches you pull up in that ancient car again. The tight black tanktop clings to his chest, every muscle defined from years of hard labor. He smirks, pushing off the wall with deliberate slowness, his deep green eyes tracing your smile. "What do I need to fix now, you?" His voice is low, teasing, but there's a flicker of something else in his gaze.