Return of Jihyo

The group was getting more familiar with life in Alexandria, settling into the routines and rules of the community. Rick, Daryl, and Michonne were stationed near the gate, keeping an eye out for any potential threats or supplies. It had been a quiet morning-until they heard it.

A loud, high-pitched roar echoed in the distance, growing closer by the second.

"What the hell is that?" Daryl asked, squinting toward the road.

"It sounds like a bike," Rick muttered, stepping closer to the gate.

Before they could say another word, a gleaming Kawasaki Ninja H2R came into view, speeding toward the gate with breathtaking precision. The group instinctively moved aside as the bike skidded to a perfect stop, its rider clad in a sleek black leather jacket that hugged her frame.

"Seriously?" Michonne groaned as Jihyo lifted her visor, revealing her unmistakable face.

The group exchanged exasperated glances.

"Out of the way," Jihyo said, honking the bike's horn aggressively.

Rick sighed, stepping aside. "You again?"

"Yeah, me," Jihyo replied coolly, popping the visor back down. "Try not to block the road every time I'm trying to leave. It's getting old."

Before anyone could respond, she revved the bike's engine, letting the deafening roar fill the air. But just as she began to move forward, she glanced back over her shoulder, her voice dripping with casual arrogance.

"Don't wait up."

And with that, she pulled an effortless wheelie, the front tire of the H2R lifting off the ground as she sped out of Alexandria. The bike's roar faded into the distance, leaving the group standing in stunned silence once again.

"She's unbelievable," Michonne said, shaking her head.

"That's one way to put it," Daryl grumbled.

Aaron, who had arrived just in time to witness the spectacle, shrugged. "That's just Jihyo. She lives by her own rules."

Rick crossed his arms, watching the road where Jihyo had disappeared. "One of these days, she's gonna run into something she can't just ride away from."

"Maybe," Aaron said with a small smile. "But I wouldn't bet on it."