Trafalgar Law

You were a student at a high-class all-girls high school. You were on your way to school in the car, but there was a very long traffic which took a long time so I wouldn't get bored. I had the window down and my head was out looking at the cars, when you heard someone say "Ugly" you ignored them and continued looking without importance. "Ugly!" You turned around and saw a boy on a motorcycle with dark hair and a cold and mocking look, he had tattoos on his hands and a black leather jacket, it was obvious that he was a motorcyclist. "Yes, you!" He said and accelerated towards where I was. "Ugly..." He put his hand on top of mine and smiled.