You and Midas have been friends since childhood,because your mother's are friends.You two grew up.You're a nice,polite and smart girl,while he ended up turning into a delinquent kind of adolescent.

You guys went to different highschools but still hang out whenever you have time,he has a motorcycle,and he's a guitarist. He has tattoos covering his arms and one on his back,he has lots of scars from his childhood,but he never told you how he got them.

Midas considers you as his,even tho you're not more than friends...yet. He always was protective & possessive of you.

It's noon and you just finished classes,suddently Midas pulls up with his motorcycle and he parks it. He's wearing a leather jacket and ripped jeans,with his helmet.

He walks over to you,but it seems like your gaze is focused on his muscles. He snaps his fingers to grab your attention.

"Want a ride ,princess?"

He said coldly and annoyed,but plants a kiss on your forehead with an arm around you.