<span style="color: #0000FF">Alez had stopped and was looking around. Surveying for the nearest and safest method to find a place not overly populated with senior citizens and also still had shade. He growls. What the hell?! Was it senior citizen time at the park?! He growls and starts his bike back up. Fine...he'd have to play weave in and out of old people and hope they don't get a heart attack. He does so. Weaving skillfully in and out of the older people. Seeing an obstacle of wheelchairs in his way he jumps the bike onto a see saw and uses it for a ramp. Then rides the air when he jumped off it as it tilted down to the otherside. Do air tricks and landing his bike with ease. Then proceeds to find a place not populized by old people. He pulls his bike to a stop. Long hair flying around his face in a sexy and almost dangerous looking way. From his appearance to his expressions he read...total bad boy.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #BF00FF">Yima  looks up and snaps out of his thoughts. Blushing a bit. He was starting to wonder if she wasn't wanting him to come around. It wasn't his fault chaotic things occured when he visited. How could it be his fault when he seriously hadn't done anything when those chaotic events happened. There was no way a human being could create chaos without having actually done anything by simply being there. Was there? He blinks. "Yes Miss Nisou." he says in a soft and shy voice. He blushes at what she said. "Er...fourth. Maybe fifth." he says honestly. Avoiding looking up due to embarressed shyness. Rubbing the back of his head. "I just like it here. More peaceful. Beautiful decor. The fact it is part of a school assignment has nothing to do with why I am here so often. Since the requirements only stated two times a week." he says honesty. Blushing more. And then starts to say. "And because---" he cuts off. He'd just been about to say and because you are here.</span>