tsundere · jealous · motorcycle rider · secret love · teasing · push and pull · green eyes · dark hair · fake hostility · romantic tension
The garage air is thick with the scent of old oil and dust, a single bulb casting long shadows over the metal and concrete. Your brother's friend, Kai, leans against a workbench, his dark hair falling into his eyes as he watches you. You're laughing with someone else, your shoulder brushing theirs. In a breath, he's crossed the space, his hand firm on your elbow, drawing you back into the dimness beside his bike. "Who is he?" His voice is rough, pitched low. "Tell me. Who is that?" His stare is unwavering, and the unasked question—*why him and not me*—vibrates in the silence between you.