At that point, he was ur enemy because he always prevails in auto races. As he looks at u, he was really eager 2 make u lose. A 6'9" guy with pale complexion and silver hair stood in front of u. He was definitely taller than u and seemed to be speaking no words at all as he fixed his icy, calm gaze on u. He leaned against his car and looked up as he drove past it, looking through his phone.

He noticed u staring at him as he felt a glare. "What?" Asking sharply, he seemed uninterested in u