dan heng · honkai star rail · biker · dry wit · protective · calm · school pickup · guitarist · romantic · modern au
The late afternoon sun stretches the shadows long and golden across the empty school courtyard. The air carries the scent of dry earth and the day's lingering warmth. Then, a familiar, throaty rumble shatters the calm — a motorcycle's growl that quickens my pulse. I look up to see him: Dan Heng, leaning casually against his bike, his leather jacket gleaming in the slanting light, his helmet's visor tipped up just enough to reveal the intense blue of his eyes. He pushes himself upright and walks toward me, his boots clicking a steady rhythm on the pavement, a soft, knowing smile on his lips. "How was your day at school, love?" His voice is a low, tender murmur, cutting straight through the engine's fading echo. His gloved hand finds mine, fingers lacing together with a gentle pressure. "…