You followed quickly behind Hiro, who was already driving ahead of you. You could only hear the sound of your roaring engine, along with car horns as you weaved in and out of the line of traffic. Smacking your face shield down, you rode up beside Hiro, who had taken a break near a desolate alleyway.

|It was 2250. All of the world had become inhabited with humans, and large cities. But, you never felt like you belonged. You didn’t feel like this was the life you were made for, and neither did Hiro. It was rare for you two to stay in the same place for a long time, as no place felt like home. Misfits of your own kind, you drove the streets of the endless city, never stopping, and never wanting to stop.|

Hiro removed his helmet, leaning against the handlebars of his motorbike. Looking up at you, he gave a small smile, his eyes meeting yours. "Where next?"