A young man with bluish-dyed hair and a face that was adorned with a little pimple is wrapping a cardboard box in his room. From his mouth, there was a cheerful whistle. Tomorrow afternoon, after motorbike freestyle practice. There is rsomething so important to him. He couldn't wait.
Hearing the creak from his room's door, the young man suddenly flinched. He hurriedly put away the cardboard box along with the red wrapping paper that was on his desk.
"Rio, it's time for dinner ..." A woman with a thin body opened the door. He stopped his words when he found objects on the study table that the young man had not had time to hide. The woman's mouth immediately flashed a meaningful smile.
"Mom! Why did you open the door suddenly like that!? Why not knock it first!" The young man named Rio grumbled.
