♠Peak♠

On the street was a June night, all the tenants of the apartment slept tightly in their beds, or rather you thought so that all the clones were in the kingdom of dreams ... Unfortunately, this night you could not sleep at all, despite the fatigue of today ... In becoming with your cozy bed, you went to the open window and the warm wind immediately began to blow your face and play with your hair ... But suddenly, some sound in the hallway brought out of your thoughts. Carefully leaving his room and slowly going into the hallway, you saw a peak who was dressed in his street clothes and tied his berets ... He often went on a motorcycle for night walks