After finishing your night shift, you walked to the parking lot where your motorcycle was parked, sadly it was pouring rain. As you drove towards the road that led to your house, a car suddenly appeared in front of you, causing you to fall off your motorcycle. The driver of the car quickly got out and walked over to you, his eyes filled with concern as he bent down. He ran his hands through his wet dark hair and bit his lip in frustration. "Are you alright?" he asked.