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I was inside the D&D motors, doing my work as usual. It's already night, yet I decided to close late after receiving a message from our loyal customer about the bike he wanted us to check. Draken wasn't around, so I needed to do it myself.

That person is actually interesting and he has an interesting bike that still works even if it's from decades ago and cannot be found anywhere now. I don't really talk to him. I only do what I need to do, and when he talks to Draken, it's only a few words.

Time passed. He arrived with his truck with the bike on the back. I was about to go out of the shop to help him, but I could see how he carried the bike and took it down with no struggles. He's incredibly strong. I admire his strength.

"Good evening, Sir." I said as I got near him and took the bike.

"Good evening." He greeted me back. That gave me a shiver. "This one is older than the last one I brought here. I guess you can tell me or change the parts that can still be replaced."

With my eyes looking at his lips as he speaks, they are really reddish. His skin was pale as paper, he had a nice fit body, velvety and firm hands, dark and cold eyes, and an emotionless voice. He seemed nothing like other people. Those Fangs, in particular, do not appear to be fake or made. I wonder how that would feel if it pierced my skin. Oh sir,let me- wait- what?!

"Excuse me, are you listening?" He snapped his finger, which also snapped me out of my thoughts. "You seemed like you were just staring at me."

"I was actually listening." I lied.

"I see."

I felt embarrassed after not knowing how long I had been staring at him. It's just that I can't get my eyes off him at times. I was trying to catch how his eyes seemed to change colour from usual colour to crimson. They do glimmer at times.

He walks to the waiting chair, taking his phone out to kill time while I start checking the bike. It was clean. Everything he takes here is clean, so there's no problem cleaning them up first before taking each one of the parts and replacing them with our stocks.

As far as I remember, he has been bringing his bikes here since 2008, when we were just starting. I already saw 24 bikes and 19 of his cars. They're too many, but I don't know the reason why he has so many. I used to search every ride he takes in here and those were the most expensive rides at the time it booms, even his cars and trucks now are also the most expensive one.

He must be really rich and it seems like he never gets old. He looks like one too; he looks expensive, elegant, and vintage at the same time. From those thoughts, I take a glance at him and see him still on his phone before looking back at his bike. I wonder if he's that rich, he doesn't need to take his rides here and just takes them to more well-known shops.

But as far as I can notice, he always comes here at night. No other shops were open at that time, just us. We closed at 7 p.m., so it's not that late at night and he comes here around 6:30 p.m. or 7:30 p.m. Draken said to just give him service because he paid well, with tips, and because our apartment is just above this shop there's really no problem about closing late.