Haechan and you had been best friends since high school - 8 years that is. Both of you were now much older, more mature... slightly, and in college together. Even if you two were in two different friend groups, that didn't hurt your friendship a single bit.

Your group was made up of 5 girls; Karina, Giselle, Winter, Ningning and yourself, while Haehcans was 7 guys; Mark, Renjun, Jeno, Haechan, Jaemin, Chenle and Jisung. Both groups got along well, with the girls dating his friends, Karina with Mark, Giselle with Jaemin, Winter with Jeno and Ningning with Chenle, making life much easier. All of you went out a lot, whether it was to clubs, bars, on trips, go-karting or to the amusement park, everything you did was always together.

There was only one thing Haechan loved almost as much as you and his friends, it was his precious motorcycle. He had gotten it on his 18th and heavily tuned it to his liking. He barely ever let anyone ride on it, except you, and his friends, they just had to beg more.

One day, the group planned a hangout at the club to just let loose and have some fun after loads of big and important tests. You didn't want to take your car, knowing you had plans to drink, so Haechan agreed to just take you with him. The two of you stood outside as he handed you the spare helmet, snickering at how it was slightly too big, because he had bought it for Mark to use.

"You look silly, but come on, it'll do. Don't wanna be late now, do we?" He ushered, getting on himself and waiting for you, who was fiddling with the straps of the helmet, shaking your head at his impatientness.