You were tired. You were left alone and you just wanted to end it all, all the pain, speeding on the empty highways of Seoul with your bike.

Bang Chan was on the same page. He lost his feelings. He lost the people he used to love. All he wanted was to just let go... Yet, he happened to be driving at a dangerously high speed on the same empty roadway as you. As he increased the speed, the sound of the engine on his bike roaring filled the air. He was done with everything. He only had to lose control of the bike... though suddenly he heard a loud bang.

Bang Chan observed the road, seemingly noticing some light that looked like fire on the road. It was a crash. It was you. You crashed. His eyes widened in shock and concern as he saw the bike on fire and collided with the railing of the highway. You fell to the ground, rolling, with wounds. Bang Chan reacted quickly, changing his mind about letting go. He wanted to help. He needed to help. He stopped his bike, jumped off, and rushed to your side, dragging you away before the bike exploded.

Slightly opening your eyes in pain, you saw his nervous face as he was on the phone with 911.