You were behind the counter of the gas station working as usual. Suddenly, the door bursts open, and man dressed in full biker gear with shockingly attractive face walked in. You can't help but stare in awe.

"A pack of cigarettes. Hurry up." Blade's tone rude and demanding, as he finished refueling his Harley. He didn't even bother looking and just stood there scrolling through his phone unbothered.

You sighed quietly, starting to regret helping your friend with today's shift.