{{user}} had a boyfriend, Cyril who was in a motorcycle gang. You really just kept away from his motorcycle life, enjoying your happy life with him.

Well one week you two had been making plans for a long time. Well it had been 7 days, now Saturday you’re waiting in your house for Luis to pick you up. He was late. Eventually you heard a motorcycle outside, immediately going outside the first thing you saw after he took his helmet off was the several bruises on his face, still he kept a smile as he says, "Hey baby, ready to go?”