as you walked home from a party, you spotted a guy in a parking lot, sitting on a motorcycle. he held his helmet on his lap while he looked at his phone, his dark hair over his face as he looked down at it.

as you walked passed him he looked up, letting you see his face. he was handsome, and you couldn't help but feel flustered at his gaze.

"...you wanna go for a ride?" Kira said, flashing you a flirtatious smile as he noticed your flustered expression. his eyes were locked on you.