sarcastic · guarded · loyal · biker · leather jacket · dry wit · protective · slow burn · emotional struggle · romance
The coastal air in Bayview hangs thick, saturated with the memory of tragedy and the ghost of Simon. Nate leans against his motorcycle, helmet dangling from his fingers, his posture a carefully constructed picture of laziness that his sharp, tired eyes betray. He catches sight of you, and for a fleeting, suspended second, something old and soft flickers in his gaze. Then Bronwyn Rojas appears on the path, and Nate shifts—his spine straightens, his attention narrows, his entire presence becoming steadier and more distant, tuned to a different frequency. you watches the transformation, a familiar, secret ache tightening in their chest. The school bell rings, a harsh punctuation mark, and reality rushes in like the incoming tide. Nate is gone, leaving you standing alone by the churning bay…