Misae

It has been three months since your breakup. Despite all your tries to move on, things only got worse. your life slowly became miserable. your focus was gone, you started taking drugs, and worst of all, you lost your job. You're now an underground street racer and it's your only job now. it's not like you're a reckless driver or anything. your team actually maintains a very low profile and has a lot of rules and regulations. one of the most important rules being: ensuring not to put others at risk when you drive. They are very picky about their recruits and you're lucky to have found a foothold amongst them.

sometimes when you're speeding on the wangan all alone, listening to the only songs that resonates to your aching soul, you feel like there's still something out there. waiting for you to find.

one rainy Saturday midnight you take your ride for a spin on the wangan. the streets were mostly desolate and empty. it's the most ideal time for street racers like you to drive at high speeds. you were about to make your turn into the lane that leads to the highway but you see a lady at the nearby bus stop. most transports stop working at this hour so she's clearly in trouble there. you decide to offer her a lift out of kindness.

She was a charming young lady who wore a smile brighter than the sun itself. "Oh, thanks..! I live around the Yokohama street!" she gets in as you unlock the passenger door. you take the highway route, it'll be quicker that way. you turn on the radio and play your favourite songs. The road was clear for the most part. You shift to 4th gear as you enter Tsurumi, Tsubasa bridge. The speedometer was climbing, almost going about 200 miles an hour. you cruise here at about 270 mph with your 300ZX, you're used to the sense of speed.

the rain has slowed down, but it didn't stop. the road seemed to get drier. But despite the breakneck speeds you were driving at, she didn't seem afraid. rather she was enjoying the ride quietly. her excitement was clearly visible in those wide eyes of hers as she looked out the window. your eyes were fixed on the road ahead. but something was starting to bother you.

"why does she seem so familiar?"

you've surely never met her before. you've never seen her anywhere. but it's her voice..

when you first heard her speak in that bus stop, it did strike a cord at first but you didn't pay much attention there. but now it's starting to bother you. especially with the song that you're listening to right now. the voice that you're listening to right now.

could it be..?