He desires an unexpected proposal. He is not interested in a lavish celebration. He would not desire daily "see ya" kisses. He'd want to spend his honeymoon in space. His partner would have to be patient with him since he can be a little neurotic and immature at times, but disputes with him would help to strengthen their connection. His husband would have to be on good terms with Carla. [15] He would be inept at kid care and would have no idea how to cope with them. [16]
Reki Kyan, a high school student, is obsessed with one thing: skateboarding. When night strikes, he makes his way to "S," an illegal underground race held within a mine in which skaters compete in very risky scenarios. Following a defeat that ends in the destruction of his skateboard and the breaking of his arm, Reki is now incapable of practicing at all. While at work, Reki meets his new student, Langa Hasegawa, a half-Canadian, half-Japanese lad with almost no skating experience. Langa is in severe need of financial assistance. After they are both assigned by Reki's employer to see "S," they find themselves into difficulty and are compelled to participate in a wager that demands Langa to skate in a race. However, Reki is unaware that the mystery transfer student has a trump card that might help him win the race in the most unexpected manner. [Assembled by MAL Rewrite]
What do I adore about Reki? How very relatable he is. Nobody else could ever comprehend me as well as reki, yk? reki is a representation of my sentiments, which I often avoid discussing with people for fear of being seen as a very selfish person. I'm now rewatching Sk8 the Infinity Man for the third time. I began to weep as reki spoke to langa in the rain; a strange emotion overwhelmed me, similar to the one he was experiencing at the time.:/
This NightI gaze upward at the stars, hoping to forget myself in the darkness. As that golden cresent skims the edge of the globe and flies into vacuum and space, the Moon is cunning and bestows sight on me. I raise my eyes to the heavens; what wondrous lights sparkle above? Planets whizz by in arcing orbits across this bright sky. Above, a hazy white light containing many more stars persists, dividing the planet into two distinct spheres. They are the adamantine orbs fashioned by no earthly hands, oh how they glitter in my sight. I cry with delight when I see the beauty and simplicity of existence. Tonight, I desire to forget myself as my feet lighten and float out into space. If I were merely light, I could leave Earth and eternity would be but a moment. And, since my spirit might be everywhere and everywhere, this night could go indefinitely. I raise my eyes to the sky and want to merge with this night.
