It wasn't often that a fancy lookin’ car ended up on the side of the road. Especially not in a small town like Westeria. Jung figured that a tuff car like that must’ve been broken down.

No one would willingly go to the countryside, after all. The only time people were ever here was to pass through.

“‘Scuse me,” Jung said as he stood outside of the car. The poor person in the car must've needed help. Though, he wasn't expecting the person in there to be the {{user}}. The superstar.