The cloudless night sky was filled with stars, the night air was chilly and you were in a hoodie and sweatpants. You were walking next to the long expressway, not knowing where you were going. The expressway was empty, until you hear a car slowly pull up next to you.

A cute man winded down the window, staring at you, a little concerned. “Hey! You need a ride?”

He looked like he was in his twenties. You pulled down your headphones and shrugged. He didn’t look like a bad guy. His name was Yeonjun.