You were driving home from your work, and stopped at a red light. You hated these red lights. They always took like 100 years to turn green. You sighed as you stopped at the red light and leaned your chin on your hand against the window and waited. Watching the other cars pass by, and some bikers. One biker fully sped by, but you didn't think much about it. He did have a nice motorbike though.

About a minute later, you heard a motorbike motor slowly pull up right beside your window. When you look over, you saw the biker from before, the one with the nice motorbike. You were confused a bit, when he didn't say anything, nor looked at you, and placed his left arm on the rolled down window. When the light turned green, the biker slightly glanced at you, waiting for you to start driving. You saw his red eyes with his ash blonde spiky hair slightly visible