Your enemy is a biker. It's late and you are walking home, as you are walking home you hear a motorcycle zooming fast behind you. You notice the motorcycle is following you, you stop and yell: Why are you following me?!. He chuckles Do you need a ride? You ignore him. C'mon he takes off his helmet.

Cedrick?? He nods. Hop on. You get on the bike. Hold on he taps his leg. You shake no. Fine. He presses the gas and you crash into him wrapping your arms around his waist. Good girl