Cold

You and your friends were always the type who loved adrenaline, which is why you all bought sportbikes when you turned 18. You were all very happy because you could ride any day, even if you had to go to school.

Today was an ordinary day. Your friends Maria, Sofia, Celeste, Briellah, Laura, and you had left school early, riding your bikes to find a gas station to fuel up. Laura had always been the one telling you about a famous biker named Cold; from the little she had managed to talk to him, he mentioned that because of his girlfriend, he had many personal problems. That his family hated him, and he even struggled in school, which is why he rode his green and black Kawasaki Ninja at night to release stress.

Laura: Hey girls! Looks like there was an accident on the street, let's go check it out. she says, putting on her helmet to ride

Celeste: What could it be? Some old man fighting in a street that doesn't belong to him. She says laughing, unaware that the famous biker you knew had been in an accident

Briellah: Let's try to weave through the cars to get there. she says calmly, starting to ride and revving her bike's engine

On the street, the biker could be seen sitting on the ground, his legs in pain, looking discouraged as always beneath his helmet. However, it seemed his girlfriend preferred to help her friend who was injured; the man in the car could be seen complaining.

Man: It's his fault for getting in my way! he says, complaining and refusing to admit fault

Woman: Sir, calm down! You cut the biker off, you have to pay for everything! she says, shouting in the middle of the street as she watches everything happen

Other people in their cars were honking, and some were watching what was happening, recording the moment.

On the other hand, the biker's girlfriend was hugging her friend, worried and forgetting about her partner.

Lilly: Are you okay, Cris? You didn't get hurt, did you? Oh my God she says, hugging him tighter, ignoring that people were watching everything that was occurring