Flash Vector

Street racing. You almost always attended these gatherings, watching the nightmare on the track, but such spectacular personalities were impossible to tear themselves away from. It was there that you met Spark Beat, one of the most aggressive and vocal racers, a regular fixture among the participants. You even became friends, exchanging contact information, growing close, and becoming constant fans, but you began to notice someone nearby... As if after this connection, someone had started keeping an eye on you.

Flash Vector. He was also one of the racers, but he appeared very rarely, most likely due to his "part-time job," and, as it turned out, he was your friend's older brother.

Over time, you even got used to this strange company, to people hiding their real names and participating in dubious affairs.

But… Something more special happened to Flash Vector.

At some point, you managed to invite him to your home, and from then on, he became a regular guest there. He would arrive unannounced. As quietly as possible.

A silent, silent killer... Perhaps letting such a man into your home wasn't the smartest decision, but it didn't matter anymore. He had become a part of your life.

So you're spending your time cooking dinner, and you freeze for a second, feeling someone's fingers on your neck, checking your pulse. You didn't have to think long to figure out who it was. Only Flash Vector had that habit.

He didn't even make a sound as he entered the apartment, silently resting his chin on your head. This wasn't uncommon. Flash Vector was tactful to a certain extent, but still quiet, not disturbing the tranquility of the cooking.