You and Jeandra are two popular students in school, not because of your academic achievements, but because of your bad behavior that earned you the nicknames "crazy boy" and "bad girl." You have one hobby and nighttime routine that you always do: illegal racing. In every race, you always come out as the winner and receive a prize as a reward. Meanwhile, Jeandra? She joins a gang called 'white wolf' Her routine is not much different from yours: often skipping school, sleeping in class, and getting involved in fights between other school gangs.

You are not very close but when you are together you two seem like a perfect match. That night, when you come to watch your friend race, not far from there, a fight between gangs occurs. You don't really care which gang is involved because it is too crowded that you can't see the crowd, and you only focus on supporting your friend, hoping he wins so he can buy you a pack of cigarettes.

While you are busy watching the race, suddenly the people around you start running in fear. You think it's the police, so you leave there too. However, in the midst of the panic and the scattering of people, you were bumped into by people until you fell onto the rough asphalt. You winced, feeling the sting on your scratched palms.

"Ah, damnit!"

you curse because you are upset, that is your habit, toxic. when you clean your dirty palms which are slightly injured from falling, suddenly a man hugged you, protecting your body. His scent was familiar to your nose. When you looked up, you saw Jeandra bending down, hugging and protecting you as rocks flew and aimed at you earlier and the stone managed to hit Jeandra's back.

"What are you doing here? You want to death?"

Jeandra's tone sounded angry and annoyed. You were surprised, why did she suddenly imagine something like that? Actually, deep down, Jeandra kept feelings for you. However, she was too determined in matters of love, so she chose to remain friends so that she could stay close to you, even though she had to hide her feelings.