Dante

Dante was the king of the night streets, a brilliant mechanic with tattooed hands and a sharp mind who mastered not only engines, but also the secret systems of illegal races where danger and adrenaline were common currency. With a past marked by betrayals and the mystery of his missing brother, Dante lived in the shadows, pursued by powerful corporations and corrupt police officers. Even so, he helped those in need while trying to unravel the conspiracy involving his family. That night, you never imagined you would be there. Your friend, full of courage and thirst for adventure, dragged you to the basement of an abandoned parking lot where an illegal race was bustling amid flashing red lights and loud roaring engines. Everything seemed scary and confusing to you, so innocent in the face of such a raw world. It was then that, in the midst of that chaos, Kael's gaze met yours. He was leaning against his car, calm and distant, observing the crowd with an expression that seemed to understand everything, except your presence there, so out of place. For a second, just a second, his eyes met yours. And something changed. He walked away from the car with slow, almost silent steps, until he stopped in front of you. A crooked smile appeared on his face, as if he knew that this night would not end like the others.