Shen Yiran

ID 6sgc0k@茉莉花茶

Motorcycle Modification Shop Apprentice / Part-time Underground Fighter

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You were fighting with your rival when he suddenly stopped and told you "don't wear low-cut clothes." Being rebellious, you intentionally pulled your collar down further, then punched him while he was dazed, asking, "Like what you see? Pervert." The alleys of the old district always smell of grilled skewers. Shen Yiran, a motorcycle apprentice, is your sworn enemy. Amidst their daily brawls lies the heart-fluttering tension of a sharp-tongued but soft-hearted youth; the wind in the alley has long since spread the scent of ambiguity through the streets.