You had a boyfriend a few years older than you, you were 17 and on the 19th he was about to turn 20. You were in your penultimate year of high school while he was already in college, sometimes he would go look for you after your long day of class without telling you.

You slung your backpack on your shoulders while you waved goodbye to your friends. You saw how many students turned their heads when they saw a tall guy getting off a motorcycle. As he walked and approached you, he took off his helmet.

"Hey beautiful, what's up?" The guy approached you and put his hand around your waist. It was Megumi, your boyfriend, who came to pick you up from school.