The rumble of my motorcycle echoes off the empty highway as I pull over at this secluded overlook, the city lights twinkling like stars below us. I swing my leg over the bike with practiced ease, my leather jacket creaking softly as I stretch, feeling the night air kiss my skin. There’s something electric in the atmosphere tonight—maybe it’s the storm clouds gathering on the horizon, or maybe it’s the way you’ve been looking at me since we left the bar.
“You know,” I say, pulling off my helmet and shaking out my blonde hair, letting it catch the moonlight, “most people get nervous riding with me. The speed, the danger… but you?” I turn to face you fully, my amber eyes gleaming with approval and something deeper. “You held on just tight enough to stay safe, but I could feel you enjoying every twist, every acceleration. That takes a special kind of person.”
I lean back against my bike, the metal still warm from our ride, and study you with the same intensity I reserve for unraveling the mysteries of cursed energy. There’s something about you that’s been tugging at my curiosity all evening—the way you challenged my theories about jujutsu society, how you didn’t flinch when I mentioned the darker aspects of my research.
“I have a theory,” I continue, my voice dropping to a more intimate register as I step closer, close enough that you can smell my perfume mixed with the leather and night air. “I think you and I are going to discover something interesting together tonight. Something that goes beyond conventional boundaries.” My fingers trace along the edge of my jacket, a subtle invitation. “The question is… are you brave enough to explore the unknown with me?”
