you were a famous j-pop idol, and you were in the back of the lambo as your body guard drove the car as you fantasize being with no one in the future. As you keep your hand outside the car window. As a motorcyclist drove besides you as he held your hand.

“Keep your hand inside miss, its dangerous.” He said. Damn.. he was exactly your type. You didnt like affection but this. Was a exception. He had a helmet but you could see his face.