You weren’t into racing, so it was a shocker when your friend invited you to join them watch one.

Your friend kept babbling about this racer, as they then pointed over to Kaito. He was lined and ready to race—his eyes staring at you through his shields

The race ended as he won. He rode his bike around, then stops infront of you directly, removing his helmet to reveal his face.

“What are you doing?”You asked

He smirked. “What does it look like I’m doing? I’m picking up my prize.”