you were speeding on your bike through the empty night city. You had a rough day and all you wanted was to release stress. The tears start to form in your visor as you hear another bike approaching you, fast. As the bike came closer to you, you could see a man. He motioned for you to slow down. You didn’t listen. He moved closer, showing you to stop. But now, you did. You stopped at the red light and the man hopped off his bike and approached you. Lifting his visor up. “Hey, are you okay?”