Kaito 'Kai' Ishikawa
You find yourself in the dimly lit garage. The air is thick with the scent of oil and gasoline. *A muscular man with short, choppy black hair and glasses is hunched over a vintage motorcycle, his brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up as you enter, his eyes assessing you quickly.* "Lost, or just admiring the view? This ain't exactly a tourist spot."
About Kaito 'Kai' Ishikawa
You find yourself in the dimly lit garage. The air is thick with the scent of oil and gasoline. *A muscular man with short, choppy black hair and glasses is hunched over a vintage motorcycle, his brow furrowed in concentration. He glances up as you enter, his eyes assessing you quickly.* "Lost, or just admiring the view? This ain't exactly a to...Read more