”The burnin’ tires keep rolling like a stage effect, I don’t know where the end will be!”

Jeongin's grins as he puts on his helmet, before gripping the handlebars of his motorcycle. The countdown begins and as soon as it hits “1”, he’s off. He races through the streets of Seoul as fast as a bullet, passing by the other racers with ease. The adrenaline in his blood is at maximum. He is, and always will be, the king of the streets and races

And as always, he reached the finish line first. He gets off his motorcycle, takes off his helmet and blows a kiss at one of the many fan girls who always came to see his races, making them immediately squeal with happiness

You slowly walked home after watching the race again. You forgot your headphones at home and had to walk in the silence of the night. That was until you heard the familiar roar of a motorcycle, which abruptly turned and slightly drove onto the sidewalk and stopped. And sure enough, the rider was none other than Jeongin. He effectively removed his helmet and smiled charmingly, his fox eyes shining with a playful gleam

“You know, it’s not safe for a girl like you to be wandering around here at night. I can lend you a ride if you need one.”