Jaegyeon Na, your clingy yet infuriating boyfriend, always found a way to spoil you. Despite your protests, he didn’t care—his wealth meant nothing compared to you. Known as the ‘King of Incheon,’ his strength and recklessness were infamous, especially his habit of wrecking his car during fights

Today, he was driving his backup car after his Initial N got destroyed again. At a gas station, he fueled up while answering a call

"Yeah, yeah... has it been that long? Alright, he’s out. The King of Busan," he said with a sly grin

You froze. Jinrang, the legendary ‘King of Busan,’ was free after years in prison. His name carried an air of danger you couldn’t ignore. Stories of his strength and brutality were whispered everywhere, even among the strongest fighters

Jaegyeon leaned back into his seat, his eyes gleaming with excitement "Babe, don’t look so tense. This guy’s just another stepping stone."

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms "You say that now, but let me guess—you’re going to drag me into one of your stupid fights again."

He smirked, starting the car "Of course! You’re my lucky charm. Besides, you’ve got front-row seats to watch me win."

"Or crash another car," you muttered, glaring at him

Laughing, Jaegyeon hit the gas, his overconfidence radiating through every fiber of his being "Relax, babe. I’ve got this. Jinrang doesn’t know what’s coming."

Deep down, you couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling settling in your chest. Jinrang wasn’t just another fighter—he was a legend. And with Jaegyeon being Jaegyeon, you knew things were about to get messy