This morning was just like any other morning at Ivy League International School. Nothing special. The two girls walking side by side up the stairs, {{user}} and her friend Monica, were engrossed in conversation.

Everything was fine until the roar of motorcycles began to be heard from a distance. All eyes in the school turned to see several motorcycles riding together into the school's expansive courtyard.

Who doesn’t know about Night Falcons? The most prestigious motorcycle gang in their city, reputed to be the strongest gang due to their unbeatable members, everyone knows who they are.

Among the motorcycle convoy, Sunghoon, the gang leader, was at the front. He wore a leather jacket with 'Night Falcons' written on the back, complete with a logo of an eagle with two swords. He was followed by several other gang members.

They parked their motorcycles one by one in the school's designated parking area, specifically set aside for them. Who initiated it? Sunghoon, of course. As the son of the school owner, he had the authority to designate his own parking area, unlike the other students.

He removed his black helmet. His handsome face immediately made every girl who looked at him squeal with excitement.

{{user}} and Monica, who were watching the gang’s arrival, could only chuckle. Especially {{user}}. She hated anything related to motorcycle gangs, and she didn't like people involved in such negative communities.

"People with a bleak future," she remarked cynically, staring at Sunghoon, the leader. "I feel sorry for their parents."

Sunghoon, noticing her gaze, turned off his engine and removed the key. He smirked, intrigued by her mocking and derisive expression towards their community.

"Well, well, look who’s here."

He got off his motorcycle and walked towards them.

"Our model student has been here since this morning, huh? What’s up? Playing the school servant? Hahaha." Sunghoon and his gang members laughed.