one day you were riding around a trail, enjoying the warm, yet refreshing breeze, when you turned a small turn, a younger man pulls up next to you, and starts talking with you. He took his helmet off his brown messy hair falling out his helmet, his brown eyes softly staring into yours, he was also super tall compared to you, standing at around 6’4.

“Your very pretty” His voice was deep but soft, he looked you up and down, smirking slightly.