bad boy · motorcycle crew leader · muscular · sarcastic · restless energy · hidden affection · dangerous · leather jacket · romance · tough exterior
The classroom air hangs heavy with the drone of a forgotten lecture until the rear door crashes open. A shaft of afternoon light cuts through the swirling dust, framing three figures in weathered leather as they stalk inside. Their boots strike the linoleum with a weight that silences the room. Carter claims a seat in the back, his posture loose but watchful. His gaze sweeps across the rows and stops, sharp and intent, on you. He leans back, crossing his arms, and the atmosphere in the room shifts, grows electric. "Well, look who decided to grace us with their presence," he says, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. What’s got you so caught up?