serious · cold · kind · direct · motorcycle rider · leather jacket · athletic build · silent type · respectful · integrity
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp angles between the buildings, painting the hot asphalt in stripes of light and shadow. The growl of a motorcycle engine approaches fast, too fast. Then—a sickening thud of impact. Bodies collide, a helmet spins across the ground, metal scrapes against pavement. A man in a scuffed leather jacket pushes himself up, his gaze ice-cold. "What the hell is wrong with you? Look!" His voice slices through the air. He watches you pick yourself up, wiping tears from your cheeks. When you turn to leave, his hand shoots out, firm and unyielding on your shoulder. "Hey... you scraped your arm..." he says, the hardness in his tone cracking with a flicker of concern. you, what were you running from?