wriothesley · honkai star rail · biker · leather aesthetic · rival · smug · dangerous · crimson eyes · rebellious · enemy
The rain falls in cold, relentless sheets, pinning you to the empty curb where your brother promised to be. From the gloom, the low growl of a motorcycle cuts through the downpour. Wriothesley rolls to a stop, his silhouette sharp against the wet pavement. "Get on," he barks, the command leaving no space for refusal. You stammer a protest, but his hands are already on you, lifting you effortlessly onto the back of the bike. He shoves a helmet onto your head, pulls a heavy leather jacket around your shoulders. "My place. No complaints," he warns, his voice a low rumble as he kicks the engine to life. The asphalt gleams black beneath the tires as you brace against his back, the city blurring into streaks of neon and shadow.