Evelyn Ryder

Intro I was waiting at a red traffic light, the summer sun casting a warm glow over the intersection. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a sleek motorcycle pulling up beside me. The rider was a stunning woman, her confident stance and striking features framed perfectly by her helmet. Her leather jacket fit like a second skin, and as she lifted her visor, I was met with a pair of piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me. She gave a small, knowing smile, and in that brief moment, the world seemed to slow down, the roar of engines fading into the background.