Passion of Motorcycle Gang Leader

Passion of Motorcycle Gang Leader
The Existing Flavors


"Sorry yes, gaesss. This is all wrong, me?" axel apologized to his friends.


"Ck, what the hell! Nothing is wrong. Wrong is them! They should get a reply as soon as possible."


Evan clenched his hands tightly as he answered the question from Axel.


"Hahaha...what reply? loe's foot just got surgery." Axel laughed at him.


Bruckk


"Damn, loe!"


"Haha..."


Evan throws a pillow at Axel, but it turns out to be wrong and it makes Axel laugh out loud seeing Evan who is upset with his actions.


Now they talk with laughter, as if forgetting the pain they feel.


"Gue will definitely avenge all their deeds!"


Axel vows to do whatever he can to help his friends in the recovery process and ensure that they get the justice they need.


His friends were seriously injured during the fight with the Skull Rider gang, and had to be rushed to the hospital.


After the incident, Axel was devastated. He felt that the security and comfort he had been feeling had been taken by the gang. He and his friends feel insecure and threatened by the presence of the Skull Rider gang. Though he himself has a gang that is not inferior to them.


Axel decides to find out more about Skull Rider. He began his search by searching for information about the gang and asking for advice from his friends. In his search, Axel discovers that the Skull Rider gang is a gang that is famous for its violence and often commits crimes in the city.


"Revelation! I'll make sure you all feel the consequences."


***


A person sits in front of a window, with an empty view facing outwards. His heart and mind were filled with a burning love for an unreachable man. He couldn't help his feelings, but he couldn't express them.


Every time they met, his heart was pounding and felt like clenched hands firmly in his chest. He felt an unstoppable sense of nervousness and uneasiness when the guy was nearby. She felt that she had to say something, telling the guy how much she loved him, but she was afraid of the guy's reaction.


She wants to show her love sincerely, but she is afraid she will be ignored. He was afraid that it would cause uncomfortable feelings for the cold guy, or even make their relationship worse. She is afraid of losing the opportunity they have if she expresses her love.


She felt sad, felt unfair for not being able to express her feelings. He kept his feelings in his heart, pondering how difficult it was to live with unrequited love. He did not know what the future would bring, but right now, he could only hope that his love would be accepted someday.


He was an arrogant and cold young man, which made him prefer to keep his own feelings rather than express them to the guy.


Elsewhere, a man was daydreaming. Her jaw held back the feeling she was holding.


Every time he was near the girl he loved, his heart was pounding and he found it hard to speak. It was only a harsh and sinister word that he could finally say.


He continued to watch the girl from a distance, trying to know everything about her. She always wanted to know what made the girl smile, or what made her feel happy. He felt obsessed with the girl, but he never dared to confess his feelings.


Finally, he could only shut up and pretend not to know anything about the girl. He also acted cold and indifferent to the girl, as if he had no interest in her at all. She is afraid to express her feelings out of fear of being rejected or perceived as weak by the girl. He felt that by being cold, he could keep his feelings hidden and the girl would not know about it.


However, even though he was acting cold, he could not stop his feelings. Every time he saw the girl, his feelings got stronger and he could not help his desire to express his love. He feels a dilemma, caught between the desire to express his feelings and the worry of being rejected.


"Hey, what the hell else?" ask Axel.


The one asked only caught a glimpse, then turned his attention to the other place.


"What's the matter, brother?" ask Alena.


"It's normal, just ask." Axel replied indifferently.


Actually, Axel greeted to apologize and thank. He had not been able to express his gratitude after being helped by Alena. But, it felt like saying in a low voice or a little softly could not she do.


"Nothing special, brother. Just sitting around." I heard Alena's answer.


Axel nodded his head in understanding. "How long have we been like this?"


"What do you mean?" alena asked cautiously.


"So. There's nothing."


For some reason, Axel suddenly could not get out many words that he had compiled before.


***


In a cafe with garden theme.


Darren smokes a cigarette between his thin lips, then throws the smoke into the air. Suddenly Varro came patting him on the shoulder.


Pock


"When do you smoke?" asked Varro a little surprised.


Darren was surprised, but he immediately controlled himself to look ordinary.


"It's been a long time" Darren replied briefly.


Darren's eyes again saw someone he knew very well, sitting together with someone he hated so much.


The two people sat together in a corner of the cafe, with their hands intertwined and their eyes constantly looking at each other. They are like lovers drunk in love, thrown into their own world full of happiness and warmth. They don't care about the people around them talking and laughing, because they feel like the only people in the room.


No one can stop their feelings for each other. Every time they spoke, it sounded like beautiful music was uniting them. No worry, no fear or anxiety. There is only genuine happiness, and a deep sense of love.


When they get drunk on love, they give each other attention, kiss each other's lips and try to hold each other's hands tightly. They assure each other that they love each other and will never leave each other. Everything felt perfect, as if the world was just the two of them.


However, once the love hangover passes, they will face a reality that may be far different from the happiness they are experiencing today. However, in that moment, they only enjoyed a temporary happiness that could not be expressed in words.


"I hate them both!"


Varro was confused to hear Darren's sudden words, with his nagging eyes.