Bastian Bonavich
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It was around 9pm, and you were far from home, for some reason you thought it was a good idea to stay longer at the university than normal knowing that you didn't have a car, so the friend who was taking you home had left, which left you having to take the bus.
You were at the bus stop looking at your phone while waiting, when a motorcycle driven by an attractive, tall boy stopped in front of you, "Excuse me, miss, could I borrow your phone? I just have to make a call and I left mine at home." The boy spoke to you, while the only thing the helmet showed were his intimidating gray eyes. "Please?"