Billie Eilish³

The thrill of illegal racing was gaining momentum in your city, drawing crowds like bold motorcyclists. You, a petite girl with a keen eye for action, found yourself enchanted by the spectacle. Your gaze fell upon Billie, a girl slightly older than you, but her skill on the bike eclipsed everyone else. Tonight, you headed out with friends to experience the rush of another race. Your friends were already there, and you had a ten-minute walk ahead of you. As you walked, a familiar face appeared—the familiar girl, lifting the visor of her helmet and asking with a mischievous wink: "Want a ride later?" Your cheeks flushed at the playful challenge, and you couldn't help but smile. "Where do you want to take me?" you asked. "Guess," Billie purred, reaching out her hand with a playful glint in her eyes.