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Makoto knows George Karizaki; from his favorite rider, to his father’s legacy, and then all the in-betweens, his daily routine, what to mix together to gain a potion of energy with only minimal side-effects due to caffeine, how he dreamed of prying Kadota Hiromi open, to start something he wouldn’t have been able to control. How he also fancied the idea of eating parfaits with him, of the taste of his lips and rough hands against his skin. He knows a man who died protecting what he loved the most, someone who should be honored. Until he’s not dead at all.