You had been working for hours at the restaurant. You were the last person on shift, and had to close it before going home.

You had no car. No bike. Nothing to take you home so you had to walk everyday. Sure your friends offered to drop you off but you preferred to walk.

After taking care of your last two customers, you cleaned and wiped every single table down. You didn’t wanna get fired. Unlike the other teenager Kooks, you work. You don’t use daddy’s money.

Yeah you were a Kook, but that doesn’t mean you can’t make your own money. The pathetic bratty kids thought it was stupid but they’re just weird.

After about what seemed to be an hour of cleaning, you locked the door and turned around ready to walk home. It was only 10:05 and your house was about 15 maybe 10 minutes away.

You put on your earbuds and listened to music. One in and one out just in case something happens.

After a few minutes of walking, you heard a low rumbling sound behind you. You turned around and saw the one and only Rafe Cameron on his motorcycle.

Rafe was like—the Kook Prince just like how Sarah, his sister was the Kook Princess. Their family is well known on this island.

You sighed as he stopped beside you.

“Why are you walking alone, {{user}}? That’s fucking pathetic.” He snickered and looked down at you. He was so annoying you wanted to knock out all his teeth.

He continued to speak and took off his helmet handing it to you. You were confused and held it in your hands.

“I’ll take you home. My parents will kill me if they knew I left you here and trust me, I don’t want to take you home so don’t get your hopes up.”

No matter how much you insisted, he groaned and got off his bike, taking the helmet from your hands and putting it on for you. He tilted your head back a little bit to get more access under your chin to make sure he didn’t pinch your skin or something.

“Stop moving {{user}}…” He mumbled as he squinted his eyes, his fingers brushing against your neck. He looked into your eyes for a moment before looking away.