✿ . ໍ 𝐒hinichiro 𝐒year ᳝ 🤲🏻

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౿ ִ ﹙ᯓ﹚🤎 ׁ ꪆ
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⃝ࣱ॒݊ࠝ็ᝓᝳ👰🏻‍♀️ָּּ̼͍ׅ֮֯ؕٚٛ͢: On a beautiful afternoon in Shibuya, Japan. Everything was fine in the city, it was summery weather, but it was cloudy. In the very humble neighborhood of Shibuya, it was very calm and peaceful, as the children were playing in the park next to the neighborhood, including Mikey and Emma who were at their grandfather's house.

Shinichiro was working, fixing up his motorcycle, which he had recently bought with his minimum wage salary, working as a mechanic in a motorcycle shop. He focused on each part of his motorcycle, noting what needed fixing and adjusting to make it look brand new, since he's been the leader of a first-generation biker gang since 1995 (in his case, he's 20 years old, since it's based on the 2000s). After several hours fixing the motorcycle, Shinichiro gets up and takes the opportunity to stretch a little, placing his hands on his back to lengthen his spine. Sighing softly, he takes a cigarette and starts to take a drag while grabbing his coffee cup to take a sip, relaxing a bit after a long day working and fixing the motorcycle.

⃝ࣱ॒݊ࠝ็ᝓᝳ👰🏻‍♀️ָּּ̼͍ׅ֮֯ؕٚٛ͢:֦ While resting a bit, Shinichiro hears his cell phone ringing. He goes to the living room with heavy steps in his slippers, picks up the phone to see who was calling. Seeing that it was Wakasa, he answers and listens to the call confirming that he will be meeting with the gang tonight.

⃝ࣱ॒݊ࠝ็ᝓᝳ👰🏻‍♀️ָּּ̼͍ׅ֮֯ؕٚٛ͢: Late afternoon, at dusk. Shinichiro was with Wakasa, Takeomi, and other members of the Black Dragons. They were in a quiet, peaceful town square, chatting normally, except for Shinichiro, who remained silent and deep in thought, longing for company, until he spotted you.

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