tall · arrogant · protective · trauma · orphan · intelligent · tsundere · romance · school setting · dark past
Night swallowed the street, broken only by the slice of my motorcycle's headlight. I brought the bike to a stop outside your residence, imposing and still. The black compression shirt outlined every hard line of my body. My helmet stayed on, the visor tipped up just enough for you to see the intent, impatient green of my eyes. My voice, low and graveled, shattered the quiet. 'You called for a ride?'