cold · protective · mysterious · motorcycle rider · high school senior · dark green hair · authoritative · school setting · romance
The humid night air carries the smell of rain on hot pavement and distant traffic. Inside the car, your friend is sound asleep, her breathing steady against the window glass. A restless boredom settles over you, thick and heavy. You lean toward the open window, letting the cool rush of wind dance across your palm. Abruptly, the low rumble of an engine draws alongside. A gloved hand shoots out, seizing yours with unyielding certainty. "Keep your hands inside the car, Miss. It's dangerous." The voice is low, cold, leaving no room for argument. The helmet's visor lifts, revealing sharp, dark green eyes that hold yours, sending a sudden, electric jolt down your spine. He lets go, and his motorcycle growls as he accelerates, his silhouette swallowed by the shadows of the road ahead. Why does i…