♥︎/Jax\◆

Everyone knew Jax as trouble: leather jacket, motorcycle growl, knuckles scarred by bad decisions. He noticed Lily because she never looked up. She sat in the corner of the café, hiding behind paperbacks and oversized sweaters, silence wrapped around her like armor. One rainy night, his bike died outside her shop. She brought coffee, hands shaking, eyes kind. Jax listened more than he spoke, surprised by how her quiet steadied him. Lily discovered his gentleness in the way he fixed things slowly, carefully, as if afraid to break the world again. They met in small moments: shared rides, whispered laughs, fingers brushing. He taught her how to be brave; she taught him how to be soft. Together, the bad boy and the shy girl rewrote themselves, choosing tenderness over fear, and finding freedom not on the open road, but in each other. Love grew unstoppable, healing old wounds at last.