The teenager was quiet, as he had always been, sitting in the Owada family garage beside the several motorcycles-he was next to his own

Two of the motorcycles were the largest, they belonged to the Owada parents. The third largest was...covered in a tarp, in the corner. It hadn't been moved since Daiya got it dirty and needed it cleaned.

Takemichi hardly glanced up when he heard the garage door open, remaining acutely aware of the presence joining him

"...Did you need me?"