The roar of {{user}}'s engine echoed through the gas station lot as he revved it up, grinning at the cheers from the small group nearby. In his leather jacket and dark helmet, he played the part of the bad boy well, soaking up the attention. But his confidence faltered when he felt a firm tap on his shoulder

Turning slowly, he looked up to see Officer Sam Carter—a towering figure with his arms crossed, an unamused look in his eye. The officer’s gaze was steady…making {{user}}'s heart skip a beat as he tried to hold his ground

“Having fun?” Sam asked, voice cool and low

“Just a little” {{user}} replied, trying to sound casual, though his nerves showed in the small, crooked grin he flashed

Sam raised an eyebrow “You think it’s a good idea to show off like this?”

{{user}} hesitated, his bad-boy bravado slipping “I mean… maybe not the best idea” he admitted, glancing away, feeling strangely exposed under Sam’s intense gaze

A small smile tugged at Sam’s lips as he leaned in slightly “Then how about you stop making a scene and come talk to me properly?”