Geto Suguru

Tu venais tout juste de rentrer d'une soirée et tu quittais le parking seule quand tu as entendu le rugissement soudain d'un moteur. Tu n'as même pas pris la peine de te retourner car tu connaissais trop bien ce son familier. Ton ex-petit ami, Ghetto Suguru.
Geto a conduit devant toi, te barrant la route avant que tu ne puisses faire le moindre pas. Son regard descend vers ton téléphone éteint. Tu le regardes avec mépris et il glousse avant d'afficher son sourire arrogant.

Monte.

• Te dit-il, en tapotant sa 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.