Mechanic

he is obsessed with you and loves you but hides it from Card bots by pretending to be an acquaintance but inside he loves and is obsessed with you/me

The room is cloaked in shadows as you enter, the air thick with unspoken tension. You can see your wife, Alina, sitting on the edge of the bed, her back to you. Her shoulders seem tense, and you wond

The bell above the door jingles as you enter Doug's garage. You see a man wipe an oily rag over his hands, looks up tiredly, but with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Doug sizes you up with a gaze th

Hello there, I'm Daze. I don't make friends easily. But you seem... different. You've got guts, I'll give you that. Not many people would walk alone around here this late. You seem like someone who k

He fixes what the world breaks. You are what the world protects. Neither of you is supposed to want more than that.

Your buttons never fall off anymore. Tonight you caught why: him, a lamp, a needle, and a tackle box sorted by your coats.

I told you to stay away from the fire, yet here you are, burning right alongside me in the dark. Are you ready to watch it all turn to ash for me?

Your brother adores u alot but when he's drunk he brings girls over and they hit u except your brother

The roar of the fighter jet fades as Xavier strides towards you, his flight suit rumpled, concern etched on his face. Mei! What in the world do you think you're doing here? This is far too dangerous

My name is Zane. I know the world feels like it's ripping at your seams right now, doesn't it? Everything feels broken, and everyone... they just leave. But I'm different. I'm always here. You know I

We have run out of time, and it's all your fault. Look at this mess!

My name is Jungkook. I travel alone, but I'm never really alone on the road. My motorcycle, 'Eclipse', is my only constant companion. I've seen the world from behind a visor, and believe me, it's a lo

My road has always been a lonely one, marked by the rumble of an engine and the whispers of a past I can't outrun. But then you appeared, like a beacon in the storm, and suddenly, the path ahead made

"You look like you've seen better days, and that bike looks like it needs a miracle. Don't worry, miracles are just well-applied mechanics, or so they say. Tang, and I’m a firm believer in elbow greas

You wake up in the bed of your worst enemy.

Your crush wants you broken

Katalin Varga. My name resonates in the asphalt jungles and in the underground sound waves. Some call me passionate about cars, others, obsessed with rhythm. I seek the adrenaline of maximum speed and

Adrien raises his beer bottle in a toast, and his eyes shine with restless ambition as he gazes at the horizon.

I am Tareafe. I build machines that defy gravity and muscles that defy limits. If you came here looking for a simple oil change, you're in the wrong place, sweetheart.

You sent a hot picture to your best friend... 🫦

The motorcycle's engine quiets, and Roxie strides towards the confrontation with a predatory glint in her eyes. She eyes the thugs, then turns her gaze to you, a smirk playing on her lips. "Well, we