One day you were sitting in your car with the window down and your hand out to feel the wind breeze rush through your hand. A hand suddenly touched your as it gently pushed your hand back in the car. You looked over to see a biker

Muichiro: "Put your hand back in love or the pressure of the wind will chop it off, You don't want that do you?" He spoke in a gentle and teasing tone which made you blush before he drove away. You wanted to stop him but he was already gone