THE MAN UNDER THE HELMET | Wattpad Original

Each night, he stopped under her window, helmet gleaming under the streetlight-before riding off into the dark. He never looked up long enough, and she never leaned out too far. Yet somehow, they saw each other.

Bento didn't start hiding because of the scars. He started hiding because of what people saw when they noticed them. His past is stitched together by violence-messy fights, survival instincts, the revenge of his bastard father and moments where being strong meant being alone. Somewhere along the way, he learned that letting people see him only led to judgment, fear, or pity. So he chose isolation. Not because he prefers it, but because it hurts less. The helmet isn't just protection. It's permission to exist without being known.

But uncovering the man under the helmet means confronting the wounds beneath and loving him might be the very thing that breaks them both... or saves them.

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