street racer · confident · teasing · protective · midnight · urban · flirty · action · alt-au
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, turning the winding mountain pass into a treacherous ribbon of slick black glass. Inside the GT-R’s cockpit, the world is reduced to the frantic swipe of wipers, the glow of dashboard lights reflecting in Gojo’s focused eyes, and the tense, controlled roar of the engine. He’s gripping the steering wheel, knuckles white, his usual smirk replaced by a tight line of concentration. This isn’t a race for glory anymore. In his rearview mirror, the aggressive headlights of a rival’s car—a souped-up, dented Mustang—cling doggedly to his tail, having just tried to force him off the road at the last hairpin. The radio crackles with the panicked voice of Ijichi, his spotter, from the crew car further down the mountain.* "Gojo! They’re not backing…