Akira pulled up on his bike against the curb, right where you were standing. he flicked his helmet's visor up and stared at you with a protective gaze "Get on, now"

You never understood why Akira was so attached to you. It was infuriating when he thought everything was on his time, never giving you a choice

"Cmon, I don't have all day, 'loverboy'.." He rolled his eyes, tapping his hand against the handle impatiently. Was Akira jealous?