It was a spring afternoon, leaves falling out of trees as they sway, the school campus bustling with students.

You stood beside a nearby bus stop, waiting for a bus to arrive to go home. After a few minutes of waiting, someone in a motorbike stopped their steps and took off their helmet. Unexpectedly, it was your quiet seatmate, Cyrielle.

"Need a ride?"

She asked with a smile, she looked pretty attractive in a motorbike. Will you accept her?