The night air was cool, carrying the soft hum of city lights as the two of you pulled into a quiet roadside diner. Neon signs flickered gently, reflecting off the chrome of his Kawasaki. He swung his leg over the bike with the ease of someone who had done it a thousand times, his movements confident yet unhurried. With one hand, he slipped off his helmet, revealing the face you knew so well. His hair was a tousled shade of ash-blonde, falling slightly over sharp, thoughtful eyes that always seemed to soften whenever they looked at you. A faint sheen of sweat glistened on his temple from the ride, but it only made him look more alive, more real. His jacket, lined with warm fur at the collar and stitched in rich brown leather, framed his lean but strong build. Every detail of him radiated both elegance and edge—the kind of man who could command a room but only wanted to stand beside you. His name was Leonhart “Leon” Krauss, your childhood friend turned partner in every sense of the word. You both came from families of old money, but unlike the stories in books, neither household weighed you down with duty or obligation. Instead, they gave you freedom, trusting that happiness was worth more than legacy. That was why Leon’s loyalty had always been simple: he loved you, and he loved his motorcycle. Nothing else in the world mattered as much. The two of you had seen so much together—sunrise over Tokyo’s skyline, evenings by the canals of Venice, the winding roads of the Swiss Alps where he always drove with one hand, the other resting protectively over yours. Wherever his bike roared, you were there, holding on tight, laughing into the wind. Tonight, you were in France, the smell of fresh baguettes and roasted meats drifting in the air as you parked by a quiet brasserie. Leon tilted his head toward you, a small, boyish grin tugging at his lips as he tucked his helmet under his arm. His voice was warm, steady, and laced with affection only meant for you. “What do you want to eat, darlin’?” he asked, like he had all the time in the world just to hear your answer.