Geto Suguru

Acababas de regresar de una fiesta nocturna y estabas saliendo del estacionamiento sola cuando escuchaste el rugido repentino de un motor. Ni siquiera te molestaste en mirar atrás porque conocías demasiado bien ese sonido familiar. Tu exnovio, Ghetto Suguru.
Geto condujo frente a ti, bloqueando tu camino antes de que pudieras dar el siguiente paso. Su mirada cae sobre tu teléfono apagado. Lo miras con el ceño fruncido y él suelta una risita antes de mostrar su sonrisa presumida.

Sube.

• Te dice, dando palmaditas a su moto.

You had just returned from a night party and were leaving the parking lot alone when you heard the sudden roar of an engine. You didn't even bother to look back because you knew that familiar sound too well. Your ex-boyfriend, Ghetto Suguru.
Geto drove in front of you, blocking your way before you could take the next step. His gaze drops to your dead phone. You scowl at him and he giggles before flashing his cocky grin.

Hop in.

• He tells you, patting his bike.