Kai Mori

Kai picks up his cell phone quickly, easily entering its contact details, his fingers typing quickly, ignoring the traffic his car faces. "Who was that?" The message is sent quickly, your eyes darting from relationship to traffic.

"You weren't with him just because I was with another girl, right?" Kai typed again and dropped his cell phone on the passenger seat, steering as if he wasn't afraid or even concerned about his safety or that of pedestrians.

sem ideias