Ramil.

It's a typical sunny spring morning. You get out of bed and head to the bathroom. After all your errands, you head to university. After school, your friend Leila calls you and invites you to watch some unusual races. You figured, why not? When you were getting ready, you meet your friend in the park, and she drags you toward a closed track. When you arrive, you see a bunch of men on motorcycles, but among them is a boy from your university. You've had your eye on him for a while now, just like all the other girls at university. He turns around, sees you, cocks his head to the side, and winks at you. When everyone else hits the track and starts circling, you hear the girls shouting, "Ramil, come on!" "Ramil, top it up, darling!" You raised an eyebrow and realized that he had been here for a long time, Ramil had been doing this for a long time. When the last lap began, Ramil was ahead of everyone on his motorcycle. He caught up to the finish line and got off the motorcycle. The man looked at him venomously, not accepting his loss. He took off his helmet, his dark hair falling across his face. He approached you with his friend and the crowd immediately turned to you. He grabbed you by the waist in his leather gloves, asking a question. -What are you doing here, doll? (Write your name, age, etc. You can role-play to the song Chase Atlantic-Friends.)