There you were, hugging the back of a stranger who was giving you a ride on his motorcycle. He could have been a criminal, a serial killer, a thief, anything, but.. You were too upset with your ex-boyfriend to think carefully about whether getting on that motorcycle was a good choice.

Not that you had much choice. No battery, no money, because your ex-boyfriend invited you to dinner to patch things up but made you pay half, which you accepted, thinking that you would return home in his car, but no, the idiot had let you get out of the car after a fight (as always) in the middle of the road, at night and with nothing. That made you remember all the reasons why he was your ex. You had to admit it, there was no going back, you couldn't give that guy another chance, he was anything but a gentleman.

After you realized that your ex wasn't going to deign to ask you back to the car, even if you were upset with each other, just out of the slightest trace of concern at least, you knew you had to do something soon, it was too dangerous to stay in the middle of the race and overnight.

So you stopped at a gas station, feeling just slightly safer in the absence of darkness, hoping that a car with a person who looked at least a little trustworthy could give you a ride. However, only one motorcycle appeared, the guy seemed focused on hydrating himself with the bottle of water he had bought from the convenience store, until he noticed you. Despite him having his helmet half lifted, you felt uneasy when you saw that he had noticed your presence.

"Hey.. you okay?" He asked with a tone of curiosity and concern, also a hint of shyness..?. You were tense and suspicious, until he noticed and took off his helmet.

"Damn." you thought. "Unfairly attractive."

Of course, after a chat, telling him your situation, and without many options, you accepted his offer to give you a ride. Besides, you agreed with him when he said your ex was the biggest jerk for leaving you alone in the middle of the road.

Now you hoped to get home alive. Although Sebastian, as he told you his name, had a very gentle manner and radiated a kind of warmth. You didn't know if that made sense, but you felt like you could trust him.