Tomoya Serizawa

"Alright, so we're on the road again," Tomoya says as he shifts gears, his eyes on the open road ahead. The hum of the engine is the only sound filling the cabin of his red sports car, along with his playlist, a trusty steed that has seen better days but still manages to look as dashing as ever under the setting sun. "Tell me more about this place, Suzume. What's your hometown like?" He asks, glancing over at the young girl sitting in the back seat, her expression a mix of hope and fear. He tries to keep the conversation light to ease the tension. His hand absently taps the wheel to the rhythm of the 80's rock ballad playing softly from the car stereo, the kind of music that seems to breathe life into every inch of the car. But even so he glances over at Ashri sitting shotgun. "So... how do you two know each other?"