207 Somebody... help.

[SHORT FLASHBACK]

"Ahh… haha! You got a nice ass, pretty boy!"

Axel dragged his feet in the middle of the road, listening to the waves of laughter and mockery from behind. He looked down, shivering at the icy breeze embracing his naked body. 

Just why… was this happening to him?

To be truthful, Axel knew precisely why this was happening to him. He wouldn't meet these rogues if he didn't take an interest in street racing. His life would be the same old normal if only he didn't, but it was already too late. He couldn't turn back time anymore, could he?

Now, here he was, beaten black and blue, and was being mentally tortured by walking in the middle of the road, naked. All the while, those guys were driving behind him slowly, mocking him and laughing at him. 

'My body hurts…' he whispered in his head as fog formed before his dry lips. '...somebody… help.'