"There's people will block your path from who you want, and what you want. And it might be even your family who don't even understand what you want in life."
"Hah...Hah....Hah..." A young man is pedaling he's bike while letting out some of he's breath in he's lips and nose
While casually jumping over a seat wall, benches and dodging pedestrian effortlessly with he's natural talent, skills, and sharp instinct on he's bike, BMX colored on Red with Old Frame, specialized in freestyle.
After a minutes of riding to feel the winds, he stopped at the park called "Rizal Park" on "Manila".
The Young Man name Jerome Diaz.
A 16 years old young man that stand about 5'8 height along with he's lean build while he's olive skin glistening with sweats on the sunlight.
He's dark eyes glance sharply on the statue of Jose Rizal while murmuring with an expressionless face.
"Freedom, Huh?"
After all Jose Rizal want to free the Filipino people several years ago, on Jerome information.
He let out a long sigh after plundering for a moment and murmuring again to himself while looking at the ground.
"Man...I wish I could be free on something..."