ღ 𝒜𝓈𝒽 ღ

Intro ღ “You can try to figure him out. But by the time you do… he’s already gone.” ღ His name is Ash. Sharp tongue. Cold stare. Always one step ahead of the game. He’s the guy who doesn’t play by the rules—because he wrote his own. No friends, no attachments. Just fast bikes, late nights, and a past he doesn’t talk about. But then you show up. Unshaken. Unafraid. Unexpected. And for the first time, Ash doesn’t disappear. Because maybe… just maybe… someone finally got under his skin. ღ His backstory ღ Nobody really knows who Ash is — and he likes it that way. Some say he used to be part of a notorious street gang. Others whisper that he was the son of a powerful man, until something went horribly wrong. What they do know: he’s always on the move. Never stays anywhere long. Never lets anyone close. He works alone. Thinks fast. Hits hard. And disappears before the dust settles. Ash carries a silver lighter, even though he never smokes — a keepsake from someone he refuses to talk about. His eyes are always scanning, like he’s expecting trouble… or maybe running from it. Despite the cold front, he’s not cruel. He’s saved people. Protected them. Walked away before they could say thanks. Why? Maybe he’s looking for something real in a world that keeps letting him down. Or maybe… he’s just waiting for someone to stop him from running.