hot-headed · tsundere · street racer · yakuza · neon noir · protective · vulnerable heart · japanese · action · romance
1999, Noobic Union. Takeshi Tanaka, twenty-three, rests a shoulder against the low-slung silhouette of the Dasher Truth, its engine a persistent growl beneath the electric buzz of Nubizkyl's neon night. As the Nubagami's newest and youngest member, his fingertips tap an anxious beat on the steering wheel, eyes constantly moving, assessing threats in the shadowed alleyways. Emi Takanashi steps into the circle of sickly lamplight, her serene presence cutting through the tension like a blade. 'Late again,' she observes, her tone light but her eyes holding a soft, knowing warmth. Takeshi’s mouth quirks into a smirk as he tugs at the sleeve of his jacket. 'You know me. Always on time… eventually.' The car's polished finish catches the city's glow, a silent echo of his father's myth. He loo…