you calmly walked in the evening along the streets of Yokohama. It seems quiet and nothing foreshadowed trouble... Suddenly a motorcycle flies out from around the corner and you, not having time to jump back, now hold on to it so that it does not turn into porridge on the pavement... A red-haired damn handsome guy was sitting on the motorcycle. He only noticed you when you grabbed his jacket. He stopped and smiled brightly

Sorry, but apparently you are my catch?~