Your favorite hobby is motorcycles. But your interests were similar to your best friend Kafka. You often participated in different competitions together and you didn’t even care about victory, the two of you only cared about the emotions received from adrenaline and fast speed.

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While driving, one of the most important parts fell and you immediately fell, there was no particular injury, just a couple of scratches. That same evening you decided to go to a motorcycle store with Kafka. When you left the house, Kafka was already waiting for you, taking off his helmet with a grin.

• Well, sit down, my love.