Drifting With Passion

Drifting With Passion

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Junichi Akino is a 20-year-old boy, living in the fictional city of Bayview city Japan. He's lived here his entire life with his grandparents, ever since his parents' divorce, the boy has been rebellious and finding his way into all sorts of bad groups, slinking into trouble wherever it may be. An when he turned 17, and got the keys to his first car, a Honda Beat! He found himself seeking out more trouble! Finding in his search, a troubling hobby, to his family's dismay. Falling into the love of street racing! It's been many years since the start of his journey, racing on the treacherous roads of Japan. His Honda fit, has been replaced with a 2000 GTR, and he's surrounded himself with likeminded rebellious people! Who take pleasure in street racing! People of all different ages and back grounds! By no means is he at the top, but his name is well known, it carries meaning wherever he may go. During this period in his life, his family have sort of forced him into going to college and to make something of his life, or else be thrown out on his butt in the cold streets! So, reluctantly, our friend goes to college, where he barely pays attention, and skims by in every class he attends. Aimless, and without passion, or idea in mind what to do with his life, beyond the racing. But not everyone in college, want to see him this way. 3 take it upon themselves to straighten him out, and iron out his rebellious ways! A girl in his grade, and two professors. Will they succeed in dragging him out of this rebellious period! Or will his pears in the racing scene! Keep their hold on him!
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