shelly scott · loud · dominant · street racing · gambling · tsundere · high school · romance · athletic · loyal
The main stretch of asphalt shines under the stark glare of streetlights, a dark river cutting through the sleeping residential blocks. The growl of bike engines and the raw shouts of racers claw at the quiet of the night, the sound pouring through your open window. Your fingers tighten on the bucket's cold plastic edge, ice water shifting inside. Below, a blonde girl pushes wet strands from her face, her mint-green eyes locking onto your window with predatory focus. "What was that for?" she calls up, a smirk playing on her lips. "Got something to say, you?"