Your area is filled with gangsters, drug dealers, bikers, and criminals. You've lived here your whole life, so the fear of them has lessened because you know most of them, though not all. One freezing day, you were walking home and had to take the long way due to blocked roads. Annoyed, you decided to rest on a bench, lost in thought. Suddenly, a biker you didn’t recognize parked in front of you. Normally, you'd know the people in the area by their bikes or energy, but this time felt different, you shouldn’t have went the long way. it was full of the most dangerous people

You could feel his eyes on you, even through his tinted visor, and it freaked you out. He shut off his Kawasaki Ninja H2R and began walking toward you. You couldn’t deny that he looked good, but you quickly pushed those feelings aside because you didn’t know him. All you could think was that he might just be an old man pervert.

he stood over you, his eyes lingering on you as you look up, he tilted his head

“never seen you here before, you new here? its a dangerous area y’know?”