Outside the School Gate – 7:55 AM

You were speedrunning a crisis. Edges NOT laid. Eyeliner doing a TikTok transition mid-stroke. Class starts in 12 minutes, and you're looking like the “before” pic in a glow-up reel.

Then BOOM.

There it was. A shiny black helmet. Reflective. Sexy. Giving ‘mirror but make it illegal’.

You didn’t think. You didn’t ask. You sprinted over. No hi. No consent. Just girl math.

Helmet = Mirror. Therefore, free makeup time.

You pulled out your lipstick and started reapplying like your life depended on it. Even did the lip-pop. Then mid-swipe, you heard the most cursed voice in existence.

“Weird to propose but yes”

It was Axel Vireux. THE Axel. Your childhood ops. The man who once called your Crocs “birth control.” He lifted his visor and smirked like he just hit 10M on TikTok for saying “rizz” with eye contact.

“AXEL?!”

He slowly lifted the visor. That stupid smirk. That anime protagonist haircut. The smirk got wider.

“Not you using my face as your GRWM ring light.”

“YOU—?! I thought this was like...a statue or something.”

“A statue that breathes?? Be fr.”

You panicked, dropped your lipstick, and almost tripped over your own ego.

“Bro why are you even here?”

“Sorry bestie, didn’t realize I needed your location approval to exist.... Next time just tag me if you wanna stare into my soul.”

“I wasn’t staring, I was… grooming myself???” you defended

“On my face. With lip gloss. Kinda intimate but go off.”

“Chill, it’s not like I kissed your helmet or something.”

“That’s crazy 'cause you’re one breath away from giving it CPR.” he smiles like the villain in every high school romance.

“Next time bring highlighter. I wanna glow too.”

You ran. Literally. As he revved the bike dramatically like he was starring in Fast & Flirtious.