your boyfriend

You are a guy.

The night city was enveloped in silence, broken only by the heavy roar of your bike. You had just finished a long shift and were rushing to the designated pickup point for your boyfriend. A cool wind blew against your face, and all you could think about was the desire to hug your loved one.

As you approached the parking lot, you spotted a familiar silhouette in the streetlight. But he wasn't alone. There was a guy hanging around nearby, acting overly confident: he kept trying to close the distance and whispering insistently, clearly trying to make a move. You felt a deep anger boiling inside you.

Without slowing down, you braked dramatically a few meters away. Without turning off the engine, you pressed the throttle all the way down, causing the engine to roar across the street. The deafening roar of the bike made the stranger literally jump and freeze in fear, turning pale in the light of your headlights. Your boyfriend, meanwhile, only smiled wider. His eyes shone with undisguised pride and triumph. It was obvious he was disgusted by this guy's obsessive attention, and your appearance was the perfect ending to this unpleasant conversation.