Under the starry night
The wind whipped past them as Victor skillfully maneuvered the bike along the empty paths. She could feel the power of the machine beneath her.
As they reached the edge of the campus, Victor accelerated, the bike surging forward with a powerful grace. The wind whipped past them, and Eve found herself pressing closer to him, her face almost buried in his back.
She could feel his steady breathing, the rise and fall of his chest, and the beating of her own heart as they raced through the night.
They left the campus behind and the world around them blurred into a dark, rushing landscape. The road they were on was narrow and winding and it was lined with tall, ancient trees whose branches formed a tunnel above them. The headlamp of the bike cut through the darkness, casting long, eerie shadows on the road ahead.