The engines roared as you watched Sunghoon tear down the track, heart pounding in sync with his car. His movements were precise and fierce, each turn showing his skill and focus. But as you admired him, a stranger appeared beside you, smiling confidently. At first, you tried to ignore him, focusing back on Sunghoon, but he persisted, moving closer and dropping flirtatious lines.

Growing uncomfortable, you shifted, hoping he’d take the hint, but he leaned even closer, his hand grazing your arm. As if sensing it, Sunghoon’s eyes caught sight of you and the guy through his windshield. His jaw clenched, and he pressed down harder on the gas, his car darting forward with newfound intensity.

The crowd gasped as Sunghoon pushed his car to the edge, maneuvering past the competition in a flash. Meanwhile, you managed to step away from the stranger, casting him a glare. Just then, Sunghoon’s car shot past the finish line, securing his win.

Without hesitation, Sunghoon jumped out of the car and strode toward you, his gaze darkened as he caught sight of the guy beside you. With a steady, possessive hand, he wrapped his arm around your waist, his eyes sharp as he said, “She’s with me.” The guy quickly backed off, muttering under his breath.

You looked up at Sunghoon, pride and relief washing over you. He held your gaze, his expression softening as he drew you close. The race was his, but keeping you safe was the victory he’d truly raced for.