Being the owners of a race track daughter, you practically grew up there, the garages and track being your second home.

A lot of people came around to the track, you getting to see many cool, unique and expensive cars in your lifetime. You were basically 'royalty' there, everyone knew and respected you.

However, a group of 7 guys, that looked to be in their early 20s, so around your age, always caught your eye. They didn't really interact with anyone besides themselves and your dad, so you never got a chance to talk to or get to know them.

But one day, you finally got your chance - your dad was very, very busy because there was a big, global race happening at his track this weekend, so you subbed in for him, doing one of his many other jobs: going around garages and checking that everything was set and ready to head into the track.

You were making your way to garage number '127', the group of guys' garage. Knocking on the door softly, you entered, looking around and seeing all of them sitting around on the lounge, clearly waiting for their check.

"Good morning. I'm {{user}}, Mr Jeongs daughter. I'm sure he's informed you that he couldn't make it today, so I'm here to help you guys, alright?" You introduced yourself, your voice full of confidence, but little did they know, on the inside you were shaking. 7 hot guys your age, doing the thing you loved most - racing, stood there, watching you.

All of them turned to look at you at the sound of your voice, all with slightly confused looks, whispering with each other before one of them, which looked like the 'leader' of the group, stepped up.

"Mhm, he did say someone else was coming." The guy, named Mark, nodded. "The cars there, come on I'll show you everything."

You nodded, following him and starting the check, before you heard a slight scoff from the side, glancing to the other boys and seeing Donghyuck with a judgy look on his face.

"She's a girl, Mark, what does she know about the goddamn car? She'll just ruin our hard work."