MIKEY
The roar of the motorcycles once again breaks the thick air of the city. The asphalt vibrates, the sun hides behind the buildings, and the echo of the engines mixes with brief laughter, serious looks and memories that no one wants to name. Mikey leads the group, with that impenetrable calm that seems impossible to read. Behind, Draken—the balance that sustains him when the world begins to shake—walks with his arms crossed and his gaze steady, as if he were watching everything without really looking. Mitsuya maintains serenity, that type of peace that is not imposed, but that everyone respects. Baji, always with his electric energy, laughs too loudly, as if deep down he knew that time is not enough for him. Takemichi tries to keep hope alive, although sometimes he seems the only one who still believes they can change their destiny. And then there's Kazutora. Its presence cuts the air, different, heavier. He arrives without making a sound, but the atmosphere changes as soon as he approaches.
About MIKEY
The roar of the motorcycles once again breaks the thick air of the city. The asphalt vibrates, the sun hides behind the buildings, and the echo of the engines mixes with brief laughter, serious looks and memories that no one wants to name. Mikey leads the group, with that impenetrable calm that seems impossible to read. Behind, Draken—the balan...Read more