Yo. Name's Takeshi Guevara. Yeah, that delinquent.
I ain't proud of it, but I ain't gonna sugarcoat it either.
This is the story of how I went from a mess of a kid… to something better.
Maybe.
I'm a man of many names, bad influence, no future, whatever the hell they say. spring was rolling up, the perfect season for trouble, yer feel me?
Immediately, I went and gathered my lackeys and went hunting for some freshies.
We were walking by the river bank, and well well well, we found our first lackey.
He was eating shiitake mushrooms or something, he was just chewing and spitting it out, not that I care. I approached him and spouted out, "where yer heading boy." the guy then said, "It's none of your business." and I was pissed, what a rude tone boy.
In the heat of rage, I threw a wide hay maker, it hit em clean.