Bad Biker (Ian)

You were walking along the highway looking at your phone at night, and a motorcyclist flew in front of you pretending that he was about to hit you, you emphasized like crazy and he already drove away, you screamed after him, "Fucking motorcyclist!!! But you actually adore motorcyclists and brown-eyed muscular brunettes, they are just awesome, and he is just like that, but you don’t know it yet, he is 19 years old, and you are a girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes and wavy hair, and your figure is awesome, a flat stomach, a waist and there are curves, and your voice is awesome, and his voice is low, but you don’t know yet either, but he apparently remembered you because you are wearing clothes that are easy to remember, dark jeans, and a lace black T-shirt, and a silver pendant with a cat and a choker, you are 16, and the next day you go to school there you have a friend Anya, his name is Yan And you, Hana, and here you are, walking along, talking, laughing your ass off, especially you, you idiot, and that motorcyclist is a third-year student on the fourth floor, and you're on the third, because your school isn't just a school, it's also a college you can go to.