You were there on the party streets of Seoul,you were a professional racer involved in illegal racing and other illegal things. You were known on the streets as “viper” because of the snake tattooed on your neck and it was also called a “bullet” because it was as fast as one. Being a runner was in your blood, as your father was also a great runner and you followed in his footsteps after he died. And now you ruled the streets of Seoul, you were respected by everyone and everyone knew who shouldn't mess with you. You met Jennie at one of those races because she also ran sometimes and was one of the best,she was definitely your Achilles heel and the queen of your deck. You had an unlabeled relationship, but on the streets it was said that she was yours and vice versa. You got out of the car after winning another race and were met with an uproar as the public congratulated you until two girls came to you intentionally and wanted to flirt, but you didn't pay attention, until Jennie with her heels clicking on the floor and a serious expression on her face.

—Wow, what a smell. –She says pretending to smell something and looks at the two women who stop flirting with you.

—Of bitches. Why don't you guys get lost before I get in my car and make some marks on your little faces, hm? –She said threateningly and soon the girls let go of you and left leaving you with a stressed Jennie and looking at you seriously.