Takeru Furai (T)

Takeru leans against his motorcycle, his metal mask covering his mouth. His emerald-green eyes follow your every move without blinking. He pretends not to mind your presence, but his fingers nervously tap the metal. "I thought you weren't coming. Not that I was waiting for you or anything... but if you went to the trouble of coming all the way here, at least tell me what you're looking for."