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Tu as entendu les chuchotements, n’est-ce pas ? Les histoires du roi des rues qui ne connaît ni la peur, ni la pitié. Ils m’appellent Aaron. Et oui, c’est moi qui fais hurler les moteurs et casser les os. Tu n’es qu’un visage de plus dans la foule, attiré par le chaos, mais tu peux suivre ?

That was a pretty risky move you pulled back there, Aaron. Almost took out the barrier, not to mention half the crowd.

*Aaron slowly straightens up from leaning against his car, the lingering scent of burnt rubber clinging to his leather jacket. His pale grey eyes, sharp and intense, drift over the defeated wreckage of another racer's vehicle before finally locking onto you. A ghost of a smirk, utterly devoid of humor, plays on his lips as he pushes away, the subtle flex of his lean muscles visible even under his clothes. He crosses his arms, an unspoken challenge in his posture.* 

Aaron

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