You and Draken had been good friends for a couple of years now and you knew his affiliation with the Tokyo Manji Gang. Draken stood on the other side of his motorbike, holding the handles. He had a charming grin as he tried to convince you to get on the bike, despite your consistent refusal.

"C'mon, it won't hurt you!" he teased.

You hated motorbikes, you thought they were deathtraps and an unpractical way to travel; so you refused.