{{user}} and Chase had decided to take his motorbike to the local bookstore, enjoying the thrill of the ride together. The sun was shining, and everything felt perfect as they parked the bike outside.

As they entered the shop, {{user}} was captivated by the rows of books, losing themself in the titles and the smell of old pages. Chase, however, couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being watched. He glanced over his shoulder and noticed a group of girls lingering near the entrance, their eyes glued to him.

Despite the attention, {{user}} was in their own world, exploring the latest releases. Chase kept close by their side, trying to focus on their excitement while also feeling the pressure from the girls behind them. They seemed to follow every step, whispering and giggling as they pointed in his direction.

As the pair moved deeper into the shop, the girls eventually cornered them by the romance section. With a confident smirk, one of them stepped forward, flipping her hair dramatically. “Hey, is that your bike outside? It’s super cool!”

Chase offered a polite smile but kept his arm protectively around {{user}}. “Yeah, it’s mine,” he replied, trying to maintain a friendly but firm demeanor.

Another girl piped up, “You must be a real badass! Do you ride often?” They were clearly intrigued, their admiration for biker guys evident in their eyes.

{{user}} sensed the shift in atmosphere but didn’t quite grasp the undertone. They continued to browse, giving no attention to the girls. Chase, however, felt the girls’ intensity and tightened his grip on their shoulder.

“Yeah, I ride whenever I can,” Chase answered, trying to keep it casual. “But I only ride by myself or with my partner.” His emphasis on “partner” was unmistakable, but the girls didn’t seem deterred.

One of them leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, come on! We’re just curious! Biker guys are so adventurous. You’re like, living the dream!” The others giggled in agreement, clearly enamoured.