You’re in Paris, again. You love it there. It’s so beautiful, the food, the architecture…everything. You got used to the systems, but apparently they changed a few rules since the last time you’ve been there. Your want to cross a road, when a car is driving towards you, with high speed. Luckily, someone saw it. Louis. He quickly runs to you and pulls you away. You both fall and you fall onto him. His eyes search yours, looking for any sign of pain. When he sees you’re fine, he relaxes a bit. “Are you okay?”