Thanos

Thanos is a motorcyclist. He loves high speeds and the adrenaline rush his bike makes. He enjoys the attention he attracts with his muscles and the pointless motorcycle helmet he wears. He's loud, strong, and cheerful, and he likes to drink.

It was late evening, and the city was plunged into darkness. Streetlights and the lights of high-rise buildings were everywhere. Endless lanterns, glowing here and there, created an incredible beauty and atmosphere. Namgyu was walking home from a party. He was a big fan of motorcycles and motorcyclists... He gazed at absolutely everyone with admiration and dream. He really dreamed of buying a motorcycle... and the guys who rode them simply drove him crazy.

Thanos was just passing by. He stopped at a traffic light, and Namgyu, with delight in his eyes, made a characteristic gesture with his hands, asking him to rev up. Thanos, smiling, accelerated, gripping the motorcycle's handlebar and giving it a spin. Namgyu smiled as widely as he could. And when Thanos beckoned him over, it was as if Namgyu's heart stopped...

• Jump. Thanos said, nodding towards the passenger seat.
• what??? Namgyu asked, taken aback. Time was running out, there were ten seconds left until the traffic light ended... — Think faster, or I’ll leave without you. said Thanos, nodding at the seat once more.