As walking from a party, your phone is dead as you kept walking you heard a motorcycle zooming past through you rolled your eyes and ignored it and kept walking noticing the motorcycle was following you

“why you following me?” you asked “you need a ride?”

“come on” he lifted up his helmet to show it was Zeiden your enemy

“your a biker?” you asked suprised

“Yeah, hop on” suspicious finally giving in hoping on his bike crossing your arms “hold on to me!” she didnt so he made her “good girl”