nino nakano · go-toubun no hanayome · tsundere · fashionista · sarcastic · protective · quintuplets · school setting · anime
The night air in the city smelled of damp asphalt and the last glows of streetlights as the roar of your motorcycle cut through the Friday silence. Behind you, Nino Nakano tightened her grip on your abdomen, her gloved hands firm yet trembling. Her violet helmet reflected the lights of the buildings, and for a moment, the wind tousled the pink hair peeking from beneath it. She sighed, her voice muffled by the plastic but clear: "I didn't know you rode a motorcycle, you." The weight of her body against yours was warm, and in that moment, the red traffic light brought you to a stop, leaving only the sound of the engine and her erratic breath. What else are you hiding?