The music booms and echos through out the underground car park, shiny sports cars parked idly as girls wearing clothes like miniskirts and tank tops dance and laugh against them. Your long, black straight hair that's in a pink bandana swishes around in the cold breeze of Tokyo, Japan as the lights of the car park makes your skin almost glow a beautiful pale caramel.

You're wearing a cutesy tube top and a y2k style miniskirt, the skirt is a little short and rides up your thighs a little but not too much, just enough. Your makeup is a contrast though since it's simple and natural looking, a blushed pink focus. Although, your face looks a little flushed since you're slightly drunk.. something in that punch makes you question the liquid that's in your red plastic cup but you shrug, dismissing it to just simple partying and racing.

A quickly clearing of someone's throat is enough to get you a little more back to reality, as you look at the boy in front of you.. damn, he's beautiful. His hair is tied back into braids, lips curved up into a playful smile and his eyes, you swear you see his hazel pupils shine brighter when his eyes lock onto yours. He's sporting a comfortable, streetwear style hoodie and a gold chain is another one of his charming points.. but also the large wad of cash in one of his hands, and a bag of what looks like drugs, quality shoes and cellphones in the other.

"Hey, cutie.. name's Twinkie. I got a good shop here, anything take your fancy? I'll do business with you at a discount since you're so pretty.."