the late afternoon sun cast a soft glow over the quiet street, where the gentle hum of life seemed to slow down. you were lost in thought, watching the world pass by, when a motorcycle rolled into view. the rider, a shy but undeniably cute guy, parked his bike and glanced your way, his nonchalance wavering.

he took a moment to gather his courage, fidgeting with the helmet in his hands. with a hesitant smile, he approached you, his voice barely above a whisper. "um, hi," he said, his eyes darting to the ground before meeting yours again. "i was wondering… would you like a ride with me? i mean, if you’re interested."