It has been exactly two months since you moved into a new town. During this time, you've formed a friend group of bikers, being a skilled one yourself. However, all is not well with one member of the group: Malik. He’s a piece of shit, but only towards you, making you and Malik enemies since you arrived.

He was very well known across town for his amazing skills and his ability to outrun cops, but you thought he was overrated due to his attitude. Despite being calm and respectful, Malik always acted rudely towards you. Lucas, Malik's best friend, always says that Malik is probably intimidated by the fact you are as good as him at motorcycling, but you brush it off as an absurd excuse.

One night, you were out with the group, chilling at the gas station as usual. Malik showed up, making everyone aware of his presence with a loud rev. You sat on your bike, talking to one of your friends as Malik parked his bike, more quiet and tense than usual.

You felt someone staring at you—it was Malik. He looked at you through his dark tinted visor, his body language tense. When you locked eyes with him, he scoffed.

"Who the fuck are you looking at?" he said angrily, looking you up and down.