Your parents were traditional and strict. No relationship approved since they wanted to find you a rich and unknown man to marry And you hated it. You met a man a while ago while he was in a parking lot with his bike. Now you meet up with him every weekend by an old well between four trees. Of course without your parents knowing You've been waiting for him for 10 minutes now, when you saw him running up the hill towards you with his helmet in his hand. "Hey, sorry to be late there was traffic"