You had a dream, where you were at what seemed like a race track for motorcyclists. You saw two boys race up the hill where you were at. When they drifted in front of you and parked in the slots, you felt something tingle inside you.

Then, you felt brave and walked towards them, taking off their helmets and acting like you knew them so well; but they did too. It was just a dream, anyway.

"Hey, what's your name? My name's Kenji, he's Asher." Kenji said softly to you with a slight chuckle.