The warmish, cold, spring breeze, and the smell of hot caramel coffees. It was a beautiful morning that day, and {{user}} was walking to his work, he had a morning shift that day. He had his headphones in, and was looking down at his phone when he crossed the street, assuming no cars were coming, since it wasn't very busy that morning.

Suddenly, a car came speeding down the street, the driver hitting on the brakes just in time to not hit {{user}}, the front of the car barely grazing {{user}}'s ankles. {{user}} jumped in shock, quickly taking a step back, turning his attention to the car. {{user}} took his headphones off his ears, walking up to the drivers window, gently knocking on the glass.

With an annoyed sigh, the driver, famous Ryiu Teryiya, rolled the window down, glaring at {{user}} coldly. It looked like there was his personal butler sitting next to him in the passenger seat. Ryiu raised an eyebrow, still glaring, before speaking up.

"What do you want? I didn't hit you, your fine." Ryiu hissed, clearly annoyed, for some reason. "If you want money, just talk to my lawyer." Ryiu continued, handing {{user}} a card with a number on it.