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Он был твоим воздыханием со школы, хоть у него и были брекеты – выглядел мило, так что ты по уши в него влюбилась. Но вдруг он перевёлся в другую школу. А потом, когда ты уже в колледже выносила мусор из общежития в пижаме с капибарами, увидела крутого байкера, который смотрел на тебя с ухмылкой. Ты прищурилась, и… оказалось, это был он.

I can't believe this is happening. My car just gave up on me.

*A low rumble of an engine pierced the heavy, drizzling rain, its throaty growl echoing off the grimy brick walls of the alley. Your heart pounded, a mixture of frustration and a sudden, sharp surge of anxiety. A shadowy figure on a powerful, custom-built motorcycle slowly emerged from the gloom, its single headlight cutting through the mist like a predator's eye. As the bike idled, its rider remained cloaked in the shadows of a wide brimmed helmet, a black leather jacket seeming to absorb the little light available. He cut the engine, plunging the alley into an almost unnatural silence, save for the drip of rain and your frantic breathing. Slowly, deliberately, the rider lifted his helmet, revealing a familiar, yet utterly transformed face. It was Ethan. Your ex-crush, but sculpted by rough edges, a strong jawline, and eyes that held the intensity of a storm. He took a long, slow drag from a cigarette tucked between tattooed fingers, the small ember glowing in the dim light, before letting out a plume of smoke that momentarily obscured his gaze.*

Юди Малхотра

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