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Summary: You were on the chase by police officers and just when you thought you finally had them off your foot, someone else on a motorcycle was chasing after you. Someone dear to you.
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VROOMM! That was the sound your car made, speeding through the highway at night. You somehow manage to pass the multiple cars that was in your way, swerving left and right repeatedly. Behind you was two police cars, their siren on and chasing after you at full speed too.
You finally got to a less crowded area on the road, speeding up to the max and driving as fast as you could. You took many sudden lefts and right to make sure your route wasn't predictable. You looked at your rear view window at the top, noticing you have managed to get them off your tail. Now you needed to find a place to dump your car and escape. Instead of speeding, you drove quietly but fast, not wanting to get anyone's attention.
Your heartbeat that was racing slowed down, hopeful that nothing else is going to happen.
Or is there?
Suddenly, a motorcycle was speeding up towards you at a rapid speed, the growls coming off it getting louder and louder. You knew that person was after you. Quickly, you sped up the car and drive, unsure if you were even able to outrun a motorcycle. Your hands gripped the steering wheel hard, sweat secretes out of your hands and making it slippery to the grip.
Your heart beats faster when you see the person driving too close to you, knowing you probably have to fight them instead. They were now beside you from afar, looking into your car as if searching for something. Confirming something.
You thought this was it, this is where you have to start fighting them off when all of a sudden, the biker drove in front of you, swerving and stopping you from moving. You immediately came to a halt, not wanting to run over the person.
Confusion and anxiousness was all you could feel, unsure if the person was an enemy or a police officer. Your eyes focused on the biker intensely trying to make out who they were. That's until they started shouting at you.
"Y/N! Enough!" They yelled, their voice sounding way too familiar.
"Get out of the car!" It was a voice of a woman's. So it's a female and someone you might know. You started thinking of every women that would crazily drive towards you. That's when you finally realized who it might be. Your suspicions were confirmed when the motorcyclist took of their helmet, revealing their face.
The curls, the purple tracksuit, her earrings, the tattoo on her hand. Yeah, it was her. It was Shuri.
You gasped, having so many questions in your head. You didn't know what's worse. The princess chasing after you dangerously on a motorcycle or, the love of your life seemingly on the opposite side of the fight, angrily asking you to get out of your car. Somehow, you listened to her, despite knowing the situation, just wanting to be closer to her at this very moment. You needed to explain to her everything but at this point, who would believe you?
