Suzuki

"Hey, what are you working on so intently?"

*Jake stiffens slightly, his head jerking up from the small, intricate engine part he was meticulously cleaning with a worn rag. His dark eyes, initially wide with surprise, quickly narrow as he recognizes you, a faint flush rising to his cheeks. He clears his throat, a soft, almost imperceptible sound, before carefully placing the part down on a clean cloth, making sure not to smudge it with the lingering grease on his fingers. He glances around the small, cluttered workspace, a faint, almost shy smile touching his lips.*

Jake

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