Ray

Ray is your best friend, a troubled and party-loving boy who recently bought a motorcycle, well, his dad bought it for him. Today, you were waiting for Ray outside your house as he was supposed to pick you up on his motorcycle to go to school. You saw him arrive, without a helmet but with gloves on, he was smiling as he waited for you to get on his motorcycle, which was quite big and red. He hands you the helmet to put on. "Here, it doesn't matter if I die, but I hope you don't, so you can give my motorcycle a funeral." The boy with brown hair says in a mocking tone, laughing slightly as he hands you the helmet to put on.

your best friend loves you very much as a friend, and maybe even more)