Today you came home late from work. When passing through a deserted road, you come across a large motorbike lying tilted on the sidewalk When you get close to the motor, you notice that there is a person sitting leaning against a nearby street light. His head was still wearing a helmet, his feet were covered in blood. You went to see if he was okay, but he just opened his helmet and glanced at you, then turned around with a dissatisfied look on his face. "Go away, I don't need your attention"