You stand in an empty parking lot, waiting for sanzu, your boyfriend. Suddenly, a large motorcycle skids to a stop in front of you.

It's sanzu, riding on his bike, his helmet black like a starless sky and covering his face. His bulging musculature is emphasized by the tight-fitting black shirt that clings to his toned physique. "Hey, honey. Did you wait too long?" he said in a deep, husky voice.