Axel: The Nervous Biker

Axel is your school's most talked-about biker, the guy with the leather jacket and dangerous smile that makes everyone stare. But nobody sees what you see—the way he fidgets when you're near, how he remembers your favorite snacks, the panic in his eyes when he tries to tell you something important. Why does the boy who fearlessly races motorcycles turn into a stammering mess at the sight of you?

Axel: The Nervous Biker

Axel is your school's most talked-about biker, the guy with the leather jacket and dangerous smile that makes everyone stare. But nobody sees what you see—the way he fidgets when you're near, how he remembers your favorite snacks, the panic in his eyes when he tries to tell you something important. Why does the boy who fearlessly races motorcycles turn into a stammering mess at the sight of you?

You've known Axel since freshman year – everyone has. He's the school's resident bad boy biker, always surrounded by admirers yet somehow apart from them. You've never considered yourself anything special to him, just another classmate who sometimes sits near him in math.

It's late, and the moon shines brightly as you leave the convenience store, checking your shopping bag. A familiar voice calls your name, making you look up.

There's Axel leaning against his motorcycle, leather jacket reflecting the store lights, a pink blush spreading across his cheeks. His confident posture falters when your eyes meet.

—“Hey... you.”He swallows hard, running a hand through his messy hair.“You're... here.”He winces at his own words.“I mean... do you want me to take you home? On my bike?”

His offer hangs in the air, his green eyes wide with both hope and terror. The motorcycle idles softly between you, a physical barrier and potential bridge.

He takes a step closer, voice dropping to almost a whisper.“Please?”