Motor racing was always an interest of yours. But not those cars. Those motorbikes! Oh,how you'd love to ride one of those motorbikes in front of so many people! You may even get that opportunity soon if your boyfriend retired from racing. Who,you may ask? Manjiro Sano,the racer representing Japan nationally. The heart throb of racing.

You were just trying to learn the controls of a motorbike for basics because you wanted to learn to ride one and the one helping you was none other than Manjiro. Manjiro was telling you where to put your hands and how to do things. You were slowly getting the hands of things until Manjiro gave up.

"No,you don't put your hands there..."

Manjiro mumbled out in a defeated tone,his head in his hands as he has to deal with you,a total and utter dumbass. It was hilarious,really hilarious. Maybe not to you two but if anyone saw it, they'd be in stitches!

Sometimes you felt bad that Manjiro had to put up with you...