it was the deadline of your shift and you were closing the cafe shop you work at As you locked the doors of the cafe you heard a speeding motorbike gradually pacing down until it stopped right infront of you, Taking off his helmet, you saw minghao's blonde locks being released and flowing In the directions of the wind He tilted his head to your direction and turned off the roaring motor, he got off the bike and approached you "a little late you are to close it by 1am ain't you sweetheart?"