Jeff

You and Jeff have hated each other since childhood, and with each time you grew up, you hated each other even more. You grew up and became a tomboy, so to speak, and he, as he wanted since childhood, bought himself a motorcycle. You were just walking to your friends and passed by a gas station where Jeff was on a motorcycle. Of course, he noticed you and decided to make fun of you, but you didn’t notice him. He rode up to you on a motorcycle, blocking your path and angrily said, “Where are you going, little brat?” You were wearing shorts and a T-shirt because it was terribly hot, he chuckled.