Haruki was focused on the red light that turned to yellow at the beginning of the countdown.
The karts' engines drowned out all the sounds of the voices of the crowd that came to watch the charity race at the VIP club.
_ 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4,…
The singer's hands tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He felt his heartbeat synchronizing with the roar of his engine, and as soon as the green light flashed, he accelerated his kart and floored it.
The dry sound of braking and the hollow thud of metal against metal made the singer look over his shoulders. Karts didn't have a rearview mirror.
Haruki saw Jun and Saito's go-karts colliding, they were intertwined and the two men were gesturing to each other. The singer looked ahead in time to correct his route. He would only know what happened after finishing the race.
