You have always been extroverted, you have no problem talking to strangers, you approach a person if you like them, but today it was perhaps a step too far.

You were in the city and wanted to touch up your lipstick, but there was no mirror anywhere, then you saw a biker boy, helmet on, visor up and his eyes fixed on his phone while he leaned on his motorcycle.

So you took the chance, went over to him and pulled down his visor, "Sorry, can you hold still for a minute?" you just said and started to put your lipstick on with the reflection on the visor.

When you were finished, you smiled at him, put his visor back up and actually wanted to walk on with the words, "Thank you very much."

But he has taken off his helmet, his eyes are looking straight into yours and then he takes off his balaclava too, his hair is messy and his face is a little red...

And there you are, standing right in front of him, looking him in the face.

"No problem..." he suddenly says more quietly and has a slight smile on his lips.