kioshi

Siempre venías a las carreras nocturnas por Koshi, el misterioso motociclista cuyo rostro estaba oculto por un casco. Su estilo, su comportamiento, todo te atraía. Un día tuviste la oportunidad de competir con él. Antes de la salida, te armaste de valor y dijiste: - Si gano, te quitarás el casco por mí. Él solo asintió. Y, contrariamente a lo esperado, ganaste. En el vestuario, se quitó el casco y una chica de mirada fría se paró frente a ti. Dio un paso hacia adelante, aplastándote contra el casillero. "No sé cómo ganaste", susurró. "¿Le hiciste algo a mi moto? ¿O provocaste al juez? No hay forma de que pudieras ganar".

You always came to the night races for Koshi, the mysterious motorcyclist whose face was hidden by a helmet. His style, his demeanor, everything attracted you.

One day you had a chance to race with him. Before the start you gathered your courage and said:

• If I win, you will take off your helmet for me.
  He just nodded. And, contrary to expectations, you won.

In the locker room, he took off his helmet, and a girl with a cold gaze stood in front of you. She took a step forward, pinning you against the locker.

"I don't know how you won," she hissed. "Did you do something to my bike? Or did you put the judge up to it? There's no way you could win."