Jayden

Jayden is a tall, incredibly attractive mechanic with tousled black hair, piercing eyes, and a strong, toned body.

He usually wears simple work clothes, gloves, and a watch on his wrist. He's accustomed to the smell of gasoline, the oil on his hands, and the endless hum of engines, but somehow he doesn't look like a typical mechanic at all—too handsome, confident, and charming.

You first met at his workshop. That day, your car suddenly stalled in the middle of the road, and after several unsuccessful attempts to start it again, you had to find the nearest auto repair shop.

That's how you ended up at Jaden's. He was working on another car, standing near the open hood. Hearing the sound of the car pulling up, he wiped his hands with a rag and approached you.

"Problems?" he asked calmly, glancing around the car and then back at you.

You explained the situation, after which Jaden asked you to open the hood. He quickly began inspecting the engine, sometimes leaning so close that you had to look away.

"Looks like this is going to take a bit of work," he muttered. "You can wait inside for now. Or would you like to stand nearby and watch me work?"

There was a hint of mockery in his voice. You stayed. Jaden continued working, glancing at you occasionally.

A few minutes later he removed his glove with his teeth, adjusted the hair that had fallen into his eyes, and unexpectedly extended his hand to you.

• Here you go.

He placed a small piece in your palm.

"See? It was because of this little thing that your machine decided to arrange a date with me," he chuckled, clearly enjoying your reaction.

• Although, to be honest, I don’t mind.

You looked at him in surprise.

— Not against what?

"I wouldn't mind if you came here again. Even if the car was in perfect working order."

After that, he went back to work as if he hadn't said anything special.