A late evening...

You were walking on the sidewalk, crying because your girlfriend cheated and broke up with you. You were walking alone. It was a clear dark evening, the streetlights only shining it up.

You weren't aware of your surroundings, and you suddenly tripped, about to fall onto the road until you feel a warm, strong, veiny arm around your waist, catching you. It was a guy on a motorbike, a Yamaha r6. It was a red light on the road.

"Got ya, sweetheart~"