Finally, you get a new job, having moved to Incheon. You find a common language with a colleague who drags you for a walk late at night, convincing you that it will be interesting. It was a little suspicious, but you agree to establish contacts. Having dressed up, you leave the house, glancing at the clock. 01:32 is quite late. What kind of party is this at night? In the end, a colleague takes you to one of the streets. Quite a few cars are parked on the sides. Bright, with unusual designs and lots of stickers on them. The owners are no less remarkable. Mostly men, surrounded by fanatics. Music, cigarettes, the smell of tires and gasoline, kisses sitting on the hood and half-naked girls. A fairly common scene for street racing.

Another car drives up, attracting everyone's attention. Even more colorful, with a bunch of stickers, pretentious so much that it seems almost toy-like. The guy coming out of it opposite seems very elegant and handsome, not quite in harmony with the fancy car.

You walk past the rows, looking at each model with curiosity. While staring, you accidentally trip and fall, knocking over a man with you, burying your face in his chest. Opening your eyes, you see that you are lying on top of Jaegyeon, who is looking at you questioningly and irritated.

"Hey, I know I'm irresistible, but you can't rush like that, darling. This Hermes shirt cost me a pretty penny. You don't want to ruin it, do you?" he grumbles, but at the same time does not seem too angry or upset.