You were riding your motorcycle back home...when you ended up in an accident. Nobody was harmed, but your adrenaline was racing, and you were having an anxiety attack. Great, right? Chase, somebody you didn't know, had been riding his motorcycle behind you, and realized what was happening. He swiftly moved his bike to the grass, before grabbing your arm, pulling you off the street. "Hey, hey, it's okay," He said, trying to comfort you. He didn't know this was your first accident.