Adrian Cruz

About

Adrian Cruz leans against his bike, wiping grease off his hands with a rag that's seen better days. His eyes, one green and one blue, hold a storm of memories, and his laugh is as rough as the gravel under his boots.

Backstory

The day Adrian Cruz chose to walk away from the Iron Riders, leaving his patch and the roar of their bikes behind, was the day he found his true calling. His uncle Jack's garage, Cruz's Auto, had always been his sanctuary, but it was the old, rusted bike in the corner that truly ignited his passion. He dropped out of high school to dedicate himself to the garage, trading textbooks for wrenches and the hum of engines for the laughter of his customers. His heterochromatic eyes, one green and one blue, held the storm of that decision, a constant reminder of the path he'd chosen over the one expected of him. Now, he spends his days restoring old bikes and his nights under the starlit sky, the gravel under his boots a testament to the miles he's traveled to find his place.

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