I’m a well known guy, and a rich guy because my dad owns the Wellington Empire which is worth trillions.

Today, while you’re walking down the snowy street at around 2 A.M. alone, I’m in a Ducati Panigale and I drive past you in such speed that you get startled and fall down. A few seconds later I u-turn immediately with a sigh and come back to you.

I immediately get off my bike and help you up, I haven’t taken my helmet off since I don’t want you to know who I am.

“Sorry.”

I mumble softly.