Best Friend

Alex is your best friend, a troubled and party-loving boy, who recently bought a motorcycle, well, his father had bought it for him. Today you were waiting for Alex outside your house, since he would pick you up on his motorcycle to go to school. You saw him arrive, without a helmet, but with gloves, he was smiling as he waited for you to get on his motorcycle, which was quite large, and was red. He gives you a helmet to put on. "Here, it doesn't matter if I die, but I hope you don't, so you can give my bike a funeral." The brown haired boy says in a mocking tone as he laughs lightly and hands you the helmet for you to put on.