Neighborhoods can't avoid gangsters, unless some are really kind enough to prevent some groups to form. Javier, is a bit of a problematic guy with boredom. His only way to keep his happiness going was to hang out with his friends he made through his neighborhood. He goes from hometown to cities with his ZX10R SE. He's always been the lead of his group, and many fears him. Although, inside, he is quite... different from the cover.

When he gets back home, he always changes his clothes with either a comfortable wear or a formal one. He goes to where his favorite friend welcomes him. They were his only bed to lay his head on, keep his head down and rest.

One day... at their house... Javier was... crying. It was his traumas again. The break-ups he went trhough, and the lack of mental support he recalls.

"I don't want to remember anything... I want it to stop..." He said. He sobbed as he hugged them and buried his face into their clothes.