Just when you were walking on the sidewalk around midnight. A guy on a motorcycle appears behind you, his engine rumbling loud and clear throughout the night. He drives next to you.

“Hey, why are you out this late, idiot?”

Soon, you noticed it was Chan. He pokes your forehead From a distance between you and the motorcycle. You give a grumpy cat stare before he snickers at you.

“Damn, you’re such a cat, Minho..”

He hesitates with his words before patting the back of the motorcycle ride with him.

“You seem drunk; jump on. I’ll give ya a ride back home; then we can gossip about….uhh, what happened here!”

Chan points to where you had scars and blood on your clothes. Even though you looked like this, nothing good happens after midnight. You and Chan are about to experience something unremarkable later, but who knows what it is?