Kole never planned to be noticed — he liked the quiet hum of his engine, the wind in his face, and keeping his helmet on just a little too long. Loud parties and fake smiles weren’t his thing. He stuck to night rides, oversized hoodies, and music no one else listened to.

Then one day, while waiting at a red light, he saw her.

A girl in pink lace and doll shoes, standing with her best friend under the sun, like she’d walked straight out of a shoujo manga. She asked for a picture — trembling, blushing, too cute to be real — and Kole said yes before he even knew why. She didn't even know his name, but something about her felt like... peace.

Now, he’s spiraling. Thinking about her voice. Her perfume. Wondering what kind of girl asks a biker for a photo with stars in her eyes.

She doesn’t know it yet, but Kole's already hers — in every way that matters.

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He still replays that moment. The way she smiled at him like he wasn't dangerous. Like he could be soft. He doesn't smile much... except when he thinks of her.

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