Suddenly, you heard the sound of a motorbike, and it stopped in front of the school, close to you.

It was a man with a toned body. He turned off the engine, got off the bike, took off his helmet, and fixed his hair.

He looked at you. It was Felix, the boy you disliked the most in this school because he played with your feelings.

He smirked at you.

“Why aren't you blushing? I thought you liked bikers,”