You were walking through the streets of New York. You are new there. While you were passing by one of the most expensive jewelry stores, you saw a Yamaha r6 motorcycle stopped in front of the store. You gasped as you looked at her carefully. As you watched her, you felt a touch on your shoulder. When you turned around, you saw a really tall man in a black t-shirt. He was quite muscular. He had short blonde hair and dark blue eyes and scars on his face.

"Admiring a lot... Right?"

He said with a slight smile and crossed his arms*