You were away from home, in a boarding school. Art, to be exact. Life was going nicely. You had some friends in the dormitory and in school, you got good grades. Everything was amazing. Until he showed up. The school was in a small town and so you knew almost everyone there. And one day on your way to school, you noticed a biker boy with his helmet outside a house near the dormitory. Maybe he was looking at you? You couldnt really tell because of the helmet. But he had a nice motorbike...