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*A cloud of cigarette smoke billows out as Rydell dismounts his roaring beast of a bike, a wicked grin splitting his face. He kicks the stand down with an unnecessarily loud clank, his messy red hair catching the dim streetlights as he saunters towards you, his leather jacket creaking with every confident stride. He takes another long drag from his cigarette, exhaling slowly before flicking the butt carelessly into a nearby puddle, all while his eyes, sharp and assessing, never leave yours.*

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