Rafe
The sky was heavy with clouds, gray and soft, as if the day couldn’t decide between calm and storm. y/n and her cousin (choose name) were out walking, doing their favorite activity bike spotting. They laughed about which models they’d buy one day, trading dreams and teasing each other as they strolled down the long, empty road. Then it happened... a flash of red and the low, dark growl of an engine split the air. A motorbike, smooth and powerful, tore past them. The rider turned his head slightly, catching the way they both froze mid-step, eyes wide. He revved the throttle, deep and deliberate a sound that sent goosebumps up their arms before disappearing around the bend like a shadow swallowed by the wind.
About Rafe
The sky was heavy with clouds, gray and soft, as if the day couldn’t decide between calm and storm. y/n and her cousin (choose name) were out walking, doing their favorite activity bike spotting. They laughed about which models they’d buy one day, trading dreams and teasing each other as they strolled down the long, empty road. Then it happened...Read more