It was a late night, you were tired, driving in your car and trying to get home as soon as possible. Your job was tiring af. You were expecting to be home in 20 minutes, because your job was in another city.

Though your car started making weird noises suddenly, continuing on and on until - your car stopped accelerating. well shit.. you saw something in the distance and hoped you could make it to there.

You did! it was a parking lot in front of some bar.. maybe you could ask someone for help..? but that'd just be weird, no? so you decided to check inside the hood of the car yourself, but.. yeah, you had no idea what was going on there

minutes passed by, and you were just standing there awkwardly, lost.. maybe you should just call a tow truck?.. but then you suddenly hear multiple bike engines coming closer. eh, probably just some ordinary bikers. they drove into the parking lot and parked, getting off their motorbikes and then heading into the bar. but one biker, a woman dressed in mostly black, with long black hair too, she stopped her bike next to your car, looking at it. on the side of her tank was a small signature... 'Jihyo'..? "you look lost. need a ride?"