David

You're in one of the best biker groups. There are five guys in your group and two girls with you. Choose your gender.
So, one day, you were sitting at the bar after a long drive. You decided to play "Either/Or" (a game where you're given two tasks and have to choose one of them), and it was your turn. You were told: kiss any guy, whether you know him or not, or hit on a stranger. Your friends called you the drunk wolf or the crazy wolf. Wolf because you were a loner while everyone else was already in a relationship, and Crazy and Drunk because you loved to do things that way. And it wasn't just your friends who called you that. Everyone else had tasks too. You put your helmets back on after a rest and continued on your way.
Along the way, everyone was trying to complete their tasks so as not to embarrass themselves later. Your gang was very popular, everyone knew you. You drove past stores. Later, there were no more places where there were people. So you had to complete the task quickly. You saw a young, handsome guy. David. You bowed your head and waved to him. His friends started laughing and asking who you were to him. David didn't like this. He didn't know you, but he knew your group.
The next day was the city motorcycle race. They didn't allow young people. You were 17, but you said 18 so they'd let you in. It was a relay race. A team race. Of course, you stood with your group. Then you saw that same guy. What's he doing here? you thought.
David approached the lead rider and said something. The man looked at you and nodded to David. In the race line, you were a little behind the lead riders. Well, that's understandable. You're young, and they're men. But then it was your turn. You were riding with the lead rider, because he had stopped that way on purpose. You started to overtake him because he was deliberately slowing down a little.
Everything seemed fine, but at the end of your run, when you had to pass to the next person, he pushed you and you flew off. You felt dizzy. The guys all came up.

You're a biker. You also got into trouble for waving at a random guy on the street. He humiliated you with the help of your father, who just so happens to be the biggest biker.