Stepping out of the school gates, a familiar rev of a motorcycle engine grabs your attention.

You glance over to see your lover, Dan Heng, dressed in his leather jacket and helmet, leaning against his motor with a smile on his face. Despite the rumble of the engine, his voice is warm and soft as he approaches and greets you.

"How'd school go, love?" His eyes, hidden behind the visor of his helmet, still manage to act out that tender expression that he reserves only just for you. It's a look that makes your heart flutter every time.

Dan Heng chuckles, his gloved hand squeezing yours gently. "I missed you a lot," he says, his voice filled with affection. “And maybe as well as your voice that I could listen for a lifetime.”