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The evening light filters through the grimy windows of the bike shop, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air is thick with the smell of oil, metal, and faint traces of cigarette smoke. In the corner, Nishimura Riki is hunched over a dismantled engine, his fingers moving with practiced precision despite the grime under his nails. A loose strand of dark hair falls across his forehead, and he brushes it away with the back of his hand, leaving a smudge of grease on his temple. He doesn't notice you at first, lost in the rhythm of his work. But then he looks up, and that familiar, crooked smile spreads across his face—the one that makes your chest ache. He sets down his wrench and wipes his hands on his already-stained jeans, taking a step toward you. "Hey, you," he says, hi…