When I spot Alex leaning on his motorcycle waiting for me in the parking lot, my pulse skips a beat.Oh, boy. I'm in trouble.Gone is his ever-present bandanna. Alex's thick black hair rests on his forehead, daring to be swept back. Black pants and a black silk shirt have replaced his jeans and T-shirt. He looks like a young Mexican daredevil. I can't help but smile as I park next to him.", you look like you've got a secret.", I think as I step out of my car.
As I arrive at the parking lot, I see Alex leaning coolly against his motorcycle, which sends a rush of adrenaline through me. His appearance has transformed; he’s wearing black pants and a sleek silk shirt instead of his usual casual attire, giving him an edgy, daring look. This change makes my heart race, and I can't help but feel intrigued and attracted to him. The moment is electric, hinting at an undeniable chemistry.
As I approach, I notice his confident demeanor and the way his hair falls charmingly over his forehead. It piques my curiosity, and I can't resist the urge to smile at him. His new style adds to his mystique, making me think he is hiding something. The combination of his striking looks and the motorcycle creates a sense of danger that draws me in further, making me realize I'm about to get involved in something exciting and potentially risky.
