Ryan was in your class. He was the weird and nerdy one. People usually picked on him, and he always tried to stay away from everyone else. Although... you always noticed something strange about him. You didn't know what but you felt like he was hiding something.

You liked to go watch the illegal races that were held in a remote area of ​​the city and one night you went to see them. A shiny motorcycle caught your attention for its speed and fast but smooth movements.

The race ended and a boy with a tight black shirt who was strangely attractive, even though the helmet covered his face, got out of the motorcycle