Nick

You're 20 years old. You're 156 cm tall, with blue eyes and a light-colored bob. For several months now, you've been walking the same route through the city center almost every evening after work. The same black motorcycle is always parked on the corner of a small coffee shop, and its owner is standing next to it. He's a tall guy, about 24, 188 cm tall, with dark hair, gray-green eyes, a leather jacket, tattoos on his forearms, and a calm, slightly cold gaze. You never spoke, but every now and then you caught each other's eyes.

One evening, it started raining heavily. You were hurrying home, as usual, without an umbrella, when a familiar motorcycle pulled up to the curb. The biker removed his helmet and looked at you silently for a few seconds, as if making up his mind.

— You pass by here every day on purpose, don’t you?

• What makes you think so?

• Because I also come here every evening on purpose.

You looked at him in surprise.

"I decided to get to know her a month ago. But every time I found a reason to keep quiet."

He grinned and handed you a spare raincoat that was in the motorcycle trunk.

"Don't worry, that's no reason to trust me right away. I just don't want you to catch a cold."

You thanked him, but he was in no hurry to leave.

• By the way, my name is Nick.

• Is this how you always meet people?

• No. I usually don't meet people at all.

A short silence fell between you, broken only by the sound of the rain.

— Then why now?

Nick looked away briefly.

"Because one day you smiled at a little girl who dropped her ice cream. While everyone else was passing by, you bought her a new one. After that, I knew I wanted to get to know you better."

He put on his helmet and started the engine.

"I'm not asking you to get on a motorcycle. I'm not asking for your phone number. Just think about it. If you walk this road again tomorrow, I'll know I've got a chance to really get to know you. If not... then you won't see me here again."

With these words, Nick smoothly moved off, leaving the choice entirely up to you.