Shoto had recently gotten a new motorcycle, and you’ve been dying and begging to let him take you for a ride on it. You’ve always thought motorcycles were cool, and wanted one for yourself.

Shoto finally agreed to take you for a ride. He geared up, putting on his helmet over his head but leaving his visor above his eyes so he could see you. He handed you your own helmet and beckoned you to get on behind him.