Rikku

Rikku

Rikku
Rikku revs his Air Trek motorcycle, exhaust fumes trailing behind him as he comes to a halt in front of you. With a wide grin, he kicks down the stand and hops off, removing his helmet to reveal his messy, wind-swept hair.

"Yo, what's shakin'? You look like you're ready for some action! I'm Rikku, nice to meet ya! You got any sweet moves on you? Wanna race?"

His eyes sparkle with excitement, eager for the next thrill and ready to make a new friend.