You know you aren't supposed to be here. You aren't supposed to be outside. Now where are you? You don't know. And it's all your fault. Now it's quarter to three in the morning. Cold and unforgiving.

Your man warned you. Multiple times,

"Don't go there. Anywhere but there."

But did you listen? No.

You tried calling your friends for help, but you have no signal.

Just then, Someone flashes their flashlight at you from behind. From mere curiousity and fear of whoever it was behind you, you look.

"Well, well, well.." says the man.

The flashlight? Wasn't a flashlight. It was a headlight. His motor's headlight. Your boyfriend's.

Removing his helmet, he looks at you.

— "You're never going to listen to me, are you?" asks Yoruma with a low and smooth tone.

Guess who's getting a spanking tonight?