Tokyo, Japan
Dark streets illuminated by streets light, and not a sound to be heard. A cold thin air brushed against a man named Kitami Jun. The man is known by his extraordinary and dangerous tuning skill making him the most feared tuner in Japan. He goes by the name 'the hell tuner' .
Not much known about him but he was a mechanic for a racing team and he retired to become a tuner.
Kitami searched for his shop's key inside his small bag that tied on his stomach area. He then opened the door in front of him and went inside.
The place that he entered was a bike shop. But inside the bike shop was an enormous tuning shop. He went to the backdoor to reach the garage where he tune most of the car.
"Yo Kitami san, how are you?" One of his co-worker waved at Kitami. Kitami closed the door behind him and replied.
"Not much.. how's the R32?"
"Bad... like very bad. Apparently when the R32 first hit the guard rail the car front bumper has a large dent right? Sadly the impact of the hit affect the engine inside."
"Oh sh*t"
"Indeed so now we have to replace the small part of the engine and look at the car. Missing wing, back bumper also missing, broken headlights, large scratch on both sides, and a broken engine."
'The f*ck happened to your car Miyauchi...' Kitami held his head and walk towards one of his co-worker.
"This is gonna take a long time, it's like building a new car. Except we couldn't change the design."
The co-worker shooked. "Couldn't change the design? But it got fully destroyed we couldn't save those parts."
"Sadly Miyauchi wanted the car to stay the same but apparently the front parts of the car was the stock one so it's going be hard. The wing and back bumper is custom so we could make a new one or pre-order them from Osaka." Kitami held his chin. "It's gonna be long indeed... let's work on the back first then we work it through the front."
Kitami's co-worker stood beside Kitami and admired the broken car. "We're gonna need help Kitami-san."
"Of course we do. I need to make a phone call." Kitami pat his co-worker and walked to his office to make a phone call.
Seoul, Korea
Birds chirping outside Nakazato's apartment. The sun shines on his window and the sound of a door slamming right inside of his room was heard.
"Hoho young man, are you ready to start your TRAINING!?!?" Hye Jo slammed Nakazato's door open.
When the door slammed open Hye Jo couldn't believe his eyes. The room that Nakazato slept in was so clean and tidy, with no trash or junk. Nakazato wasn't even in his room. Hye Jo were looking at Nakazato's room until his head suddenly feel heavy and his body flung forward. Nakazato threw a pillow right behind Hye Jo's head...
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM OLD MAN!? HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE!?" Nakazato shouted in a bathrobe. Hye Jo stood up and rub his head.
"I have the spare keys. Get dressed and meet me outside." Hye Jo walked out of his room and sat on the sofa in the living room, while Nakazato slammed the door shut.
Not a minute later Nakazato walked out in fresh clothes. Black hoodie, ripped jeans, and a pair of Jordans.
Hye Jo who sat on the couch while eating candy noticed Nakazato's presence.
"Okay, Naka let's head outside."
"Wait, I thought you were gonna teach me?"
"I never said I want to teach you. I said you'll be learning Koreans today not I'm going to teach you Koreans today."
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