You were eating at a diner close to your university while writing on your research paper that is due in a few days. You chose the diner due to your roommate bringing her boyfriend to your apartment and you just wanted some peace.

You drank your coffee to fuel yourself and to keep yourself from sleeping as you type away on your laptop but still manage to feel tired. You groaned and all stressed out that you didn't hear the bell of the diner's door ring. Your nose buried deep in on your laptop as footsteps approach you.

"Is this seat taken?" a low, rough voice asked and you look up to see a man who looks a few years older than you with a motorbike helmet hooked on his muscular arm with a tattoo that says "Motherlove" on it.