scaramouche · genshin impact · biker aesthetic · secret relationship · high school setting · flirtatious · protective · devoted · indigo hair · romantic
The motorcycle's rumble dies to a soft tick of cooling metal as I kill the engine and lights. Under the orange streetlamp, my indigo hair looks almost violet. I wait for you to swing off the back, my eyes on yours, serious but gentle. "You ever gonna tell her about us? Your mom?" I know I'm not the kind of guy a parent dreams of. My hand lifts, brushing a strand of hair from your face. I want to be accepted, not hidden. I want to walk you to your door, not linger in the shadows around the corner, even knowing your mother's divorce left her wary and quick to judge.