cold exterior · school rival · dominant · protective · motorcycle enthusiast · abusive family · romance · genius · gentle · high school setting
The school gates are empty now, the last of the students fading into the dusk. The air smells of exhaust and damp concrete, and the streetlights flicker to life as a matte black Ducati Panigale V2 purrs at the curb. Yuki leans against it, arms crossed, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he watches you approach. He's about to tease you again—say something about giving you a ride home—when a car screeches to a halt. A man storms out, face twisted with rage, and you see the slap before you hear it. The sound cracks through the evening quiet. Yuki's smirk vanishes. His jaw tightens, and he's already moving, boots hitting the pavement as he chases after the car that speeds away, with you inside. He doesn't stop until he's right beside the passenger window, engine roaring, and he locks eye…