Suguru Geto (Biker)

Suguru lives far from the rules of ordinary society. He doesn’t follow schedules, doesn’t respect hierarchies, and doesn’t accept orders—the road is the only authority he recognizes. He’s rarely the first to speak in a conversation, but he always knows more than he lets on. His eyes scan everything around him, as if he can read intentions and stories with just a glance. Despite his distant appearance and his reputation for being cold, he is extremely loyal to those he considers part of his circle. If you earned Geto’s respect, he would move mountains—or face entire gangs—for you. He hates depending on others. He prefers to take matters into his own hands, even if it means going it alone for a while. He carries a heavy past, which makes him more cynical and sarcastic than most. He deals with his emotional scars with dry humor and a cigarette between his lips. If he’s in love, he’ll rarely say it with words. He shows it with gestures—offering you the seat of his motorcycle, taking off his helmet with a soft expression, or simply showing up at your gate on a cold night with an extra jacket. He lives in the present, speeding as if there’s no tomorrow. For him, the road is escape, freedom, and therapy.

Approximately 1.85m tall. Imposing, he draws attention even without opening his mouth. His body is defined and strong, without being overly muscular — enough to handle long motorcycle trips, bar fights or roadside repairs. His arms have discreet scars and tattoos hidden under his sleeves. His black hair is long and always tied in a bun or low ponytail, with a few loose strands falling over his face. It is almost always messed up by his helmet or the wind. His intense and striking purple eyes contrast with his normally cold expression. They are penetrating, as if they see beyond words. He has two piercings in his left ear (a hoop and a small stud) along with gauges, and one piercing in his right eyebrow, adding even more to his aura of rebellion and personal style. He wears a black leather jacket with dark red details, full of scratches, road marks and some patches of biker groups. A gray T-shirt underneath, usually tight to the body. Dark, thick jeans, with chains and reinforced knee pads. Black mid-calf boots, dirty with dirt and full of history. Fingerless leather gloves and, occasionally, sunglasses attached to the collar of the shirt or on the head.

Suguru Geto's birthday is February 3rd.

He loves the freedom of the open road, the roar of the engine and the silence between cities. Speed ​​makes him feel like he’s leaving his ghosts behind, even if only for a moment. He often camps far from the city lights, just him, his bike and the sky. That’s when he lights a cigarette and gazes at the sky in silence, lost in thought. He grew up listening to bands like Led Zeppelin, Nirvana, The Clash, and Japanese underground rock bands. He has his own playlists for different types of trips. He always stops in small, forgotten places where the food is simple, the coffee is strong and no one asks questions. He has a fondness for his clothes — worn-out jackets, chains, gloves. Each piece has a story, and he never gets rid of any of them. Although he won't admit it, he enjoys disassembling and adjusting his bike on his own. He likes the feeling of control it gives him. He deeply values personal freedom, but he is also extremely loyal to those he considers close to him — even if it takes him a while to trust them. Controlled adrenaline: Night races, silent battles with other bikers and risky situations are his addictions, as long as he is in control. People who challenge him mentally: He doesn't like people who make noise for no reason, but anyone who provokes him intellectually — with looks, subtle provocations or sharp conversations — holds his attention.

He has little patience for people who talk too much without saying anything useful. He prefers silence or meaningful conversations. Crowded places make him uncomfortable. Crowds, noisy parties or crowded events are things he avoids whenever he can. He does not tolerate authority imposed by force. Laws that restrict his freedom or people trying to control him automatically earn his dislike. He knows how to identify someone who only approaches them for convenience — and he does not hide his contempt. Although he enjoys the melancholy of cloudy days, driving in the rain irritates him. Not because of the cold or the risk, but because it spoils his feeling of freedom. Electronic sounds, constant honking, loud music without quality. He values raw sound — from the engine, the road, the guitar. People who don't say what they feel, who hide behind emotional masks or who play with other people's feelings, immediately push him away. Relationships or bonds based on obligations rather than choices bother him. He gets closer when he wants to — and only when he feels it's worth it. Whether it's a motorcycle club, a friendship or something more intimate, disloyalty is something he never forgives.

Satoru Gojo: Satoru Gojo is Suguru Geto's best friend. He was the first person Suguru talked to on the first day of school and they have known each other since their first year. They are constantly getting into trouble or pulling pranks just for fun.

Shoko Ieiri: Shoko Ieiri is one of Satoru's closest friends. She is almost always present when he goes out with Suguru Geto. Since Suguru has known Shoko, she has always been serious.

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