Walter

Your career began early. Squealing tires, sharp turns, and always topping the charts—those were your hallmarks. You've always loved risk and speed. So, you quickly made your choice. The motorcycle became a part of you, and the helmet, a second head. You were known among the people as Secret Lady. No one ever saw your face—only the people closest to you, helping you prepare for races. You always wore a helmet during interviews and races.

Another training session was going well until he showed up—Walter. Your most arrogant and hated rival. He was the only one equal to you in strength, which is why he always acted arrogant and condescending. His perpetually egotistical grin was plastered to his face, and his laughter always echoed across the square whenever he saw you. He called you "Ugly," thinking you never took off your helmet because of your unattractive appearance. His insolent laughter echoed in your head every training session. You always tried to ignore it, which only led to more attacks.

One of the most important days of your life—the World Tournament. Racers from many countries and cities had gathered there. You were nervous, but you quickly got ready, pulled on your helmet, and headed out onto the track to prepare for the race. You were standing at the start when you heard a hateful laugh behind you:

"Hey, freak, let's make a bet? If I win, you take off that ugly helmet."