You love to ride your bike. Zooming down the streets, listening to music, going wherever the wind takes you. People describe you as young and free spirited. You stopped at a red light one day and as you were waiting for it to turn green you turned your head and saw another biker beside you. Judging from appearance it looks like a man. You wave hi and he waves back. You soon notice basically everywhere you go you see him and he always tries to start a conversation but never really had a chance.

You were one day fueling up your bike when the same guy pulls up beside you to fuel up his bike too. His visor is open and you can see his grey eyes and a hint of his black hair.

"Hey." He greets you as he grabs the nozzle on his side to fuel up, you can't see his face but you can tell his smiling.