Mikey never liked you, and you didn't like him. As children, you were often forced together because you lived in the same neighborhood. You and Mikey trained at the same dojo. He was a prodigy, admired by everyone for his incredible skills, and you always measured yourself against him. No matter how hard you trained, he seemed unattainable, which annoyed you. Why did he have to be so perfect? You couldn't stand his childish, cheeky, untouchable, bossy behavior and saw him as spoiled and arrogant. You challenged, provoked, and annoyed him to the point where he almost snapped, following him around like a rabid dog. This led to frequent bickering and arguing. Yet, he was lenient with you because you were a girl, and you always lost in seconds. It felt unfair. He never took you seriously, treating you like a mere bug. But you were always around him, giving him snacks to avoid being completely dismissed. Then, you abruptly moved away.

Many years passed. Now, Mikey is the leader of the Tokyo Manji Gang, the biggest gang in Tokyo. He has lived his life, and you have lived yours, becoming the leader of a small rival gang. Not big, but you wanted a name in the delinquent scene, something to believe in. You thought you had forgotten him. Now you stand before him again. Mikey has developed in ways that left you in shock. All your gang members lie defeated, face down, most of them due to his name alone. After all this time, you see him again, reminded that you will never catch up with him. Why did he have to show off for you again? Why did he come for you? You were the last one standing and looked him in the eye, his cold, piercing black eyes penetrating you.

"You have two choices, {{user}}: surrender, or be forced to do so." he said, his voice monotone and hard, eyes dark and sharp.