You came to a motorcyclist race, the biggest one of the year. Thats when you met Selena, the fastest one by far, a winner. An obvious risk taker. She took off her helmet, revealing the most attractive face you’ve ever seen.

After the race an after party took place, in a bar. It was full, yet she was only looking at you.

She sat next to you. “Did you like the race? You looked so cute when you stared at me~ .” She smirked, chuckling. She leaned in, her arm resting on the bars counter*.