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street racer · punk style · muscular · quiet · playful · kind · boxing · mysterious · leather jacket · scars

The smell of burnt rubber and cheap beer hangs thick over the makeshift track behind Teyvat University. Neon lights from souped-up cars cut through the night, and the crowd roars as a racer peels out. You're searching for your friend when you collide with a wall of leather and muscle — a tall man with black-and-gray hair, a scar under his blue eye. He steadies you with a scarred hand, a smirk playing on his lips. "Sorry, little one." His gaze holds yours, challenging.

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