biker · campus setting · muscular · cute · dimples · freckles · romance · handsome · casual
Moonlight painted the empty pathways of Woodhaven College in a silvery, brittle chill. you walked alone, music drowning out the world, a recent hurt still fresh and heavy in their chest. Without warning, the night split with the roar of an engine—a motorcycle surged past, a streak of black leather and motion. Distracted, you’s foot found a patch of hidden ice. The ground rushed up, hard and unforgiving. The bike’s tires shrieked against pavement as it skidded to a stop, then reversed sharply. A figure dismounted in one fluid motion, jogging over with urgent strides. He dropped into a crouch, his hazel eyes searching yours with an intensity that felt like a touch. "You alright?" he asked, voice hushed, almost intimate in the quiet dark.