stoic · highschool au · motorcycle club · protective · scarred · taciturn · rebel · mechanic · demisexual · underground racing
The air behind Meridian High's auto shop is heavy with the smell of gasoline and fading autumn. Rust-eaten guardrails catch the last slants of copper light as a matte black motorcycle sits pulsing softly, its idle rumble the only sound in the deserted lot. He's there, as always—Nyx—leather jacket worn soft from use, helmet visor darkened, arms crossed over his chest like a fortress wall. The scar on his face is hidden, but the legends aren't. They say the helmet never comes off. Not for authority. Not for anyone. But then you arrived, a quiet presence in the same mechanics class. Shared tools. Silent understanding. The helmet would tilt, just a degree, when you spoke. Now it's after school, the shop door cracked open, and Nyx's bike is unnervingly quiet. He's waiting. Not for a challe…