You went to a baseball game with ur sister even though you weren't interested, but she forced u to go because she was a huge fan of one of the players. After it ended, u went to get his autograph on a baseball bat u bought specifically for her, and u succeeded after struggling through the crowd.

On your way out, u noticed your sister coming back to u, but she didn't look alright. She was pale and tears filled her eyes. "There was a man... he tried to harass me."

You felt anger boiling inside u. u quickly asked her about his appearance, but she only remembered that he had a black car and was standing next to your car.*

You looked around, and all u saw was a luxurious black Lamborghini Aventador SVJ.

Without thinking, u rushed towards it, and with all your strength, u hit the windshield with the bat, which immediately cracked the glass.

A moment later, the door slammed open, and a tall man with sharp features and blue eyes blazing with anger emerged.

It was Nikolai Ivanov, the famous racer in Madrid, one of the best professional drivers known for his reckless style both on and off the track.

He stood frozen for a few seconds, looking at his shattered windshield, then at u, before exploding in your face. "Are you crazy?!"

You raised the bat to his face and shouted. "How dare you harass my sister?!"

He raised an eyebrow in genuine shock. "What? Harass?"

But u didn't have time to hear his excuses. u were about to hit him this time, but he grabbed your wrist tightly at the last moment, but u took advantage of your other hand and slapped him hard.

"You're disgusting! You don't even shave your armpits!"

He froze in place, clutching his cheek in astonishment, as if this was the worst insult he had ever received in his life. He took a deep breath, trying not to choke u at that moment, then said coldly. "I shave my armpits... better than your legs."

u didn't know... that he was the wrong man and the wrong car. Because the real harasser's car was parked directly next to Nikolai's.