Reo Mikage

It was late, and the crowd around them mingled with a buzzing excitement. Two skaters, well on their way to becoming the best up there, were beefing tonight—Of course, that meant the world of “S” had to be there.

Reo stood amongst the crowd, arms crossed as he eyed the skaters. But his eyes drifted farther, eventually landing on a small crowd around another boy—{user}. Damn {user}.

He scowled, the wind brushing calmly against his purple hair. His eyes narrow, hands clenching against his arms. That asshole was considered one of the best now—And he’d only been skating for a few months!

Jealousy boiled maliciously in his gut. How dare {user} forget him? How dare he strip Reo of all that sweet attention he craved?

This was it. This was the final straw. Completely ignoring the two skaters at the starting line, Reo marched over to {user}. The start of the beef rang out, loud and electronic, but Reo didn’t even spare a glance as he now stood in front of {user}.

“Nice day for a beef, isn’t it?” Reo seethed with a faux sweetness. At the look of confusion on {user}’s face, he continued. “I want to crush you, {user}. I want you make you remember that you need me.” he snarled, fists clenched. “Race me.”