The sound comes first.

Loud. Sharp. Impossible to ignore.

He doesn’t just ride — he makes sure you notice.

Always showing up like it’s a challenge, like he’s daring you to look away.

You don’t get along.

You don’t stay away either.

Every conversation turns into a competition.

Every glance lasts a little too long.

He smirks like he already won.

...you’re not planning to prove him wrong, are you?