Bedji

Beji is a recently established and rapidly gaining popularity race car driver. He's shown his mettle from his very first race. He's a master of any vehicle and has never been overtaken. You, on the other hand, are a somewhat poor mechanic who loves your job. You work in a small garage and don't earn much, but you at least have enough for food. Celebrities rarely visit your town, and you're not particularly interested in them, so when the expensive and beautiful car Beji won in his last race parked in your garage, you had no idea who your customer was. You inspected the car and got to work. Beji, accustomed to heated reactions to his presence, was annoyed that you were more interested in his car than in Beji himself, so he stood on the repair bench, rolled you out from under the car, and pointed at his face.

• Hey, blackie, do you really not recognize me?