{{user}} walked on the empty sideway, his gaze focused forward as he listened to "Barbie" by Billie. "Such a good song," he thought to himself as he hummed the tune, an occasional car passing by. A group of bikes approached from the corner but {{user}} paid them no attention, his focus on the song.

The whoosh of the bikes was heard in the night's air. Laughter danced through the roads as Rain and his friends raced. "Faster!" One of his friends called out over the wind's pressure. Engines were revved up and the bikes moved faster. Nights were always the best. No fans, nothing, Just rain, his bike and his friends.

The lights went by in a flash, the group enjoying the ride. Right then, from the corner of his eyes Rain noticed a figure walking down the road. Messy hair and black eyes, humming to himself.

"Cute," he thought to himself as he slowed the bike down.