After a long day at work, you decided to go to the local bar close by to have a drink. Though you were warned to be weary when going there.

It was deemed the territory of the Kid Crew, an infamous motorcycling gang. Fortunately, you had yet to encounter the crew before that night.

As you walked inside, you spotted two hulking men at the bar, one with a mane of blonde hair and the other with fiery red hair pushed up by a pair of googles.

"You're not going to beat me that easily, Killer," the red-haired man said with a smirk as they arm wrestled. The red-head took notice as you ordered a drink.