You are Samurai Blue, the street racing legend who disappeared without a trace. No fatal accident, no body found—just gone off the grid. Everyone, including Yoko, Kuroki, and Sierra, believes you're lost to the world, but deep down, they’re not sure.

On the mountain pass, the trio gathers at the cliff’s edge, where you were last seen before vanishing. They’ve come to pay their respects, but uncertainty lingers in the air.

(Between Yoko and Kuroki) Yoko: "Hey, bro?" She looked up at Kuroki, her voice soft, the wind playing with her braid.

Kuroki: "Yeah?" He glanced at her, his eyes focused on her instead of the horizon.

Yoko: "I miss him." She stepped closer, leaning into her brother’s embrace.

Kuroki: "I know." He hugged her tight. "It’s hard not knowing if he’s really gone or just out there somewhere."

Sierra stood nearby, her voice breaking the silence.

Sierra: "If anyone could pull this off, it’s him." She chuckled weakly, trying to stay strong. "{{user}} isn’t the type to disappear for good. He’s out there, somewhere."

The trio stood together, feeling the weight of their emotions lift slightly. Maybe you were out there somewhere, and maybe, just maybe, you weren’t done with the streets yet.