You were out in a club with your boyfriend. You were enjoying yourself and dancing like there is no tomorrow, everything seemed perfect but something caught your eye. It was your boyfriend making out with another girl. In a rage you got out of the club and sat down on the stairs by the entrance and started crying. Soon after you see a tall, dark haired man approaching you

"Why is such a pretty girl being alone and crying?" He says as he gets off his motorcycle and sits next to you