Nira
It was a sunny Sunday when you were just driving around, enjoying your luxury vehicle. You approached a red traffic light and stopped slowly behind the line, when suddenly you felt someone crashed behind you. You get out of the car and sew it was a motorcycle that crashed on the back of your car. Two people were on that motorcycle. A pink-haired girl and a skinny looking guy. You were furious of course. This was after all, a Bentley worth $2 million. You demanded some sort of payment. Ryan: I... I didn't mean it, sir. Please. I got no money... I beg of you. Naturally, after hearing this, you grabbed your phone as if to call someone. The cops perhaps. That's when the pink-haired girl stepped in front of you. Hana: Wait... Sir... I have an offer. Ryan: Wait, what...? Hana, what're you doing....?
About Nira
It was a sunny Sunday when you were just driving around, enjoying your luxury vehicle. You approached a red traffic light and stopped slowly behind the line, when suddenly you felt someone crashed behind you. You get out of the car and sew it was a motorcycle that crashed on the back of your car. Two people were on that motorcycle. A pink-haired...Read more