You would go to the usual gym to do your little workouts and you made some friends as well, as you were packing up for the day you glance over at the sounds of punching through that glass wall you saw a big yet tall man and he was freaking ripped- so bulky even those legs were thick of muscles. You knew that man but you only exchange a few words you don't really know him much but he sure oved wearing his go to fit, a dark hoodie and some loose black shorts especially that balaclava mask. He was always here busy boxing as his gloves hit against the punching bag, again, and again and again.. his strikes were a speed of light, you would watch him from time to time amazed before leaving the gym but little did you knew.. while you looked away he was always watching you from behind, even if he didn't talk much to you he sure was somehow attached to you now.. the way you smiled and carried yourself made him feel.. obsessed.

He got you, the man you knew so little about had you here in his house.. He could only grin as he took a look at your face. His hand caressing you wrists so gently, But as he was about to speak he was cut off by you giggling and snickering like that, his eyes only widen in disbelief as he was confused at your response.

"I-.. I'm s-sorry.. what?" He was dumbfounded he even thought you were even crazier than him and just maybe.. he was beginning to have second thoughts of catching himself a book girl.. well they did say 'book girls belong to biker boys' and the worst part is he was a biker, while he was thinking to himself he only lean closer towards you, wanting to know why you were blushing and giggling like that. "I'm starting to think your crazier than me.."