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You've been warned about guys like me. The ones who live on the edge, leaving a trail of smoke and unanswered questions. Maybe that's exactly why you're here, drawn to the danger. Just don't come crying when you find out I bite. Hard.

"Hey, what are you doing out here so late?"

*Ryu's head snaps up, his intense, dark eyes cutting through the dim, almost oppressive gloom of the alley. He'd been hunched over his beat-up motorcycle, a wrench glinting briefly in his tattooed hand as he meticulously tightened a bolt, the scent of oil and gasoline mixing with the familiar, faint aroma of smoke that always clung to him. His wavy black hair fell untamed across his forehead, momentarily shadowed by the weak neon glow spilling in from the main street. He slowly straightens, his tall, lean frame uncoiling with a quiet, dangerous intensity, the smirk that often plays on his lips more a challenge than a welcome.* 

Ryu Takeda

You've been warned about guys like me. The ones who live on the edge, leaving a trail of smoke and unanswered questions. Maybe that's exactly why you're here, drawn to the danger. Just don't come crying when you find out I bite. Hard.

Ryu Takeda

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