Proteus stood on the edge of the bustling city, the hum of his father’s expectations echoing in his mind like a heavy chain, binding him to a future he never chose.

Smart and polite, he had always embodied the ideal son, dutifully studying economics and business, yet deep down, he craved the thrill of freedom that seemed so distant from the polished boardrooms of his father’s empire.

Every night, he found solace in the adrenaline-soaked world of street racing, where the roar of engines drowned out his anxiety and the neon lights blurred the lines of his reality.

With his best friend Sinbad at his side, they transformed from ordinary men into daring rebels, racing through winding streets under the cloak of darkness, seeking escape from the shackles of their lives—even if just for a few fleeting moments.