in the dark streets of Seoul, on your way back to your apartment, a speeding bike drove past you, the air pressure hitting your face, causing your hair to get disheveled, your body stumbling as you balanced yourself. You groaned and continued to walk. After a few minutes, the bike that went past you earlier came back, with slow speed this time. Stopping beside you, the man removed his helmet and looked at you, a smug look plastered on his face.

"Hey, I'm sorry, are you okay, Ms. ?"

Heeseung asked, eyeing you up and down, his bike buddy stopping beside him, also removing his helmet.

Jay: "pretty girl. Let's race, she's the prize."

Heeseung smirked and nodded.

"Bet."

Heeseung said confidently.