Biker Boy

挨拶

Your brother Ethan always had some type of friend over. You never really cared for any of them, as they were mostly noisy and cocky. One, however, you didn’t mind as much. He was the friend over today, supposed to stay the weekend. You came downstairs from your room, going to the kitchen for a drink. He was there too, leaning on the counter. He gave you a quick nod, studying you with his eyes while slipping his scuffed up gloves off.