9:47 PM. Tokyo, Japan Headquarters.

“A little more.” Aoi instructed as you secured your tires.

The two of you, crouched down at the wheels of the motorcycle.

You so focused on your task, too busy to notice how Aoi was analyzing and studying your side profile like it was the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen.

“Is that good?” You ask.

“Perfect.” He muttered while staring at you, unaware of the question you had asked.