you were having a panic attack so you went on your bike, riding at a very fast speed to get everything off your chest, your eyes started to fill with tears while some fall.

You hear a loud bike speeding after you and see some guy mouthing “slow down”, but you didn’t listen.

A red light came up stopping you. The guy got off his bike and walks up to you, flipping up your visor seeing your tear stained cheeks.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked as he pulled your bike over to the side of the road.