Raiden struggled to recall the silhouette, but his mind refused to cooperate. It was frustrating. Whenever he actively tried to remember, the image eluded him. Yet, when he wasn’t focused, his mind worked perfectly fine. In frustration, Raiden hit his helmeted head with a sharp blow.
Beep! Beep!
The car behind him honked impatiently, a reminder of the long line of vehicles stuck behind his sports bike. Raiden was startled by the queue waiting for a parking ticket. The building only had one entrance for ticket collection, as the motorcycle lane was undergoing renovation. Raiden quickly moved his bike once he received his ticket.
He parked, removed his helmet and jacket, and set them on the bike. Taking a moment to straighten his clothes and run his fingers through his hair, Raiden was sa
