As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie glow over the empty streets, you felt the familiar presence of Ryo close behind you. He always insisted on biking alongside you, a shadow that never quite faded.

“Where do you think you’re going alone?” he asked, his voice low and rough.

You rolled her eyes but couldn’t ignore the thrill that ran down you spine. His gaze burned into her, intense and possessive. You was free-spirited, but he always found a way to wrap you in his dark allure, a mixture of passion and control.

“I just wanted some air,” you replied, attempting to pull away, but he tightened his grip on the handlebars, pulling them closer together.

“You know I can’t let you wander off. I'm going with you.” he said, a hint of desperation lacing his tone. The night deepened around them.