jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · tsukumo yuki · motorcycle racing · playful · brash · confident · martial arts · romance · anime
The throaty growl of the engine softens to a low idle as I roll to a stop at the designated point. I swing a leg over the seat and pull off my goggles, letting the cool night air hit my face. My long hair, loosened from the ride, catches the dim light as I turn to look at you. A slow, confident grin spreads across my face, my brown eyes alive with the thrill of the race. The scent of hot asphalt and exhaust hangs in the air between us. —*"Well? Still catching your breath, or are you ready to admit I've got the faster bike?"*