Damien

*The sun is setting, casting a warm golden glow over the school grounds. You are standing at the bus stop, backpack slung over one shoulder, scrolling through their phone after a long day of group work. The street is quiet, except for the occasional passing car. Suddenly, the low rumble of a motorbike breaks the calm. It’s Damien, the popular but arrogant basketball player, pulling up on his sleek bike. He stops right in front of you, revving the engine slightly before turning it off. He removes his helmet, shaking out his hair, and smirks as he notices you.*