𝕯𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖙 || 𝗹.𝗺𝗵 𝘅 𝗵.𝗷𝘀

|| ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟝 ||

{Fucked up Hallucination}
-𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅-

-𝚃𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢, 8:23 𝚙𝚖-

Entering the main hangout area of District 9, SPEARB's eyes immediately began to wander the large room in search for a certain redhead. There weren't many people here yet as it was still quite early in the evening, making the task easier for the boy.

"B, what are you looking for?", CB97 asked, noticing the younger's gaze shifting from one place to another.

The elder was ignored and SPEARB continued his search for the younger male. His three friends shared some glances amongst themselves, questioning each other about the shorter's odd behavior.

Some minutes later, SPEARB sighed and turned back to his friends. 'Guess he's not here yet.' He found this a little odd considering that Blaze and his crew were already here the day prior. 'Oh wait, maybe he's in the mechanic shop. They were there yesterday.' SPEARB was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt a hard yank on his arm.

"Hyung? What are you thinking about?" Prince kept a firm grip around the elder's wrist.

"Huh? Oh- uh- nothing. Nothing at all." SPEARB shrugged Prince's hand off. The other three still were skeptical, but decided to let the topic go.

"Are you guys planning to race today?" Lee Know asked his friends as he sat down on one of the many leather couches scattered throughout the lounge area. Leaning backwards onto the cushions behind him, resting his arm on the arm rest, he raised his eyebrow.

"I thought we all were, I mean we're here to race, aren't we." Prince sat down next to Lee Know, snaking his arm around the elders shoulders. Although he immediately retracted his arm back, having received a small glare from the former.

"Uh, I was actually planning to work on my car a bit. You know, upgrade some things." SPEARB excused. He wasn't lying, but he wasn't quite telling the whole truth either. "What about you hyung?" SPEARB turned to face CB97.

"I'm racing today, and Prince is too." CB rolled his eyes, as he voiced Hyunjin's alias. Chan had always found having an 'alias' very stupid, but it's a necessity to keep their identity secret for these things.

"Well then, have fun.", Minho started, smirking at the three. "I won't be racing today. I'm gonna go out for a drive."

"Alone? You know we could come with." Chan insisted.

"Nah, it's okay." Minho shifted his gaze to the automatic doors as they let out a mechanical hiss of steam as they slid open, welcoming the alleged top racers of District 9. Minho's smirk widened as he met eyes with the one and only J.one. Or as Lee Know now calls him- Han. "I'm planning to take someone else with me." His mischievous stare never leaves Han, despite talking to his friends.

The group took notice of how the top racers were dressed. It was more street-like than usual. Rather than basic leather get-ups, they were all wearing something comfortable yet extremely fashionable.

They immediately caught that J.one's signature blue hair, was styled differently, and that it was a more vibrant shade of blue. He was sporting a loose black tee paired with skinny black jeans, finishing the look with an oversized thin black sports jacket lined with a flame design on the front and black combat boots. He also wore a long, thin silver chain around his neck.