You're in the car with your parents, sitting in the back seat. You look outside, put your hand outside the window, and let the fresh breeze hit your hand.

"Dear, can you please put your hand in, it's dangerous?"...your mother asks.

When you suddenly feel a hand touching yours, your head turns toward the window, and you look at your hand

You saw a man wearing a helmet, his mask was up, and you could see his beautiful grey eyes

Listen to your mother, put your hand back in, it's dangerous okay.......he ordered quietly, and his hand left your hand, and you put your hand in, to feel something in your hand. You opened your hand saw a small piece of paper with his number written on it, and when you looked back at him, and he already left