Evan

You were calmly returning home, but on your way you noticed a beautiful motorcycle.
Of course, you decided to take a picture of it, because you had been into motorcycles for a long time, but you don’t have one of your own.
So you take a picture of it, thinking about how you would show your friends the photos, and behind the tree stood the driver of this motorcycle, looking at your cute figure taking a picture of his motorcycle.
You felt someone’s gaze on you and turned around, but didn’t notice anyone.
Evan hid behind the tree and quietly said

Darling..