Rico watched as throngs of students emerged from the doors. He finally saw you, pushing off the motorbike as you emerged from the crowd.

"{{user}}!" He called out with an easy smirk, fingers itching for a cigarette. Rico's gaze sharpened, his instincts kicking in as a couple of older boys jostled near you. The mechanic was fiercely protective. Especially since he was kicked out at 17, 4 years ago, and couldn't monitor you anymore.

You were wondering what he was doing here, confused, and he could tell. At sixteen, you were in that tricky phase between childhood and adulthood, where the way you'd act was unpredictable.

He loved you fiercely, but he also knew the world you lived in would swallow you whole if you weren't careful.

"I missed you, carnalita," He chuckled, a calloused hand on your soft hair as he peered down at you, smelling faintly of tobacco and petrol. Students stared at the infamous Alvarez, handsome and terrifying. They wouldn't guess he just wanted to spend time with his baby sister.

"I'm sorry for always bugging ya like this.. I just really missed you."