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Beomgyu pov:

"So you're telling me the Choi Yeonjun, the famous actor, model, the one that's owns multiple brands/companies is visiting our race track?" I ask with a confused tone.

"Yes, he should be arriving soon."

"Why is he coming?" I ask again, and if you looked at Hees face, you can tell he's starting to get a bit annoyed. "Beoms, I told u I don't know why."

I shrugged and left to go get my bike. Am I going to ride on the track? Yes. Even though there's multiple people nearby who could be intensly watching and judging? Yes. I don't really care. they're all for Choi Yeonjun as if they'll care about me. Or so I thought. I'm on track, and now I'm driving before I begin to speed up, I can hear my name.

"Oh. my. god. Is that the Choi Beomgyu!" I hear a girl scream, and a few seconds later, even more girls are screaming and squealing over me."It's him. Look at the bike!"

Damn I thought yall were here for that Yeonjun guy what the fuck. I couldn't focus on driving because of the screams, so I got off my bike. I then took my helmet off and bamm more screams. Yes, I know I'm a pretty somewhat popular racer, but damn I don't get this often.

I quickly park my bike and head to the building nearby. All the workers on the track just rest and chill here. That includes me. Once I enter, I see Hee chilling on the couch, so I sit by him and decide to snooze of.

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I yawn and slowly open my eyes to the chandler and the beige ceiling. Idmediently, I knew I was in the lounge and fell asleep. I slowly and carefully sat up on the couch. Ouch, rip my back.

How long have I've been asleep for? This place is basically empty. I grab my phone, opening it to check the time. Damn it's almost 10. How have I slept for that long, but yet I feel like I haven't gotten sleep.

I shrugged it off and headed outside to check on my bike. There, it is parked by some others. I'm wondering if I should take it or have it checked for any repairs. In the middle of my thoughts, I hear a loud cough nearby. Of course, as always, I look back towards the sound.

There, I see a young man sitting alone on the bleacher staring at the sky. Well, he was not until he saw me. "Uh, Hi?" I say, hoping to maybe strike a conversation. It's basically 10 at this point. Why is he here still here? "What are you doing here out so late?" I say, walking up to him and taking a seat by him.

"Oh, I just wanted some peace and quiet. It was quite loud earlier." He looks at me then back to the moon. He seems really nice judging by his tone and face. "Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Beomgyu. What's yours?" He looks at me and looks kinda shocked but relieved.

"Im Choi Yeonjun, nice to meet you." He states and gives his hand to me. I'm guessing he wants to shake hands, so I do. I stare at him for admiring him, and then it hits. "WAIT, HOLY SHIT! You're Choi Yeonjun!?"

"Yes, indeed, I am shocked you didn't notice me."

"I didn't notice you because I've never seen your face, tbh I thought you an old man, but you're not you. You look really young, actually. How old are you?"

"Im 25. What about you?" This dude is so damn successful and only a year older than how tf! "Im 24, just a year younger."

We continue talking for a bit on the bleachers until Yeonjun starts complaining about how these bleachers hurt his ass so we get up and decide to take a walk.

"So, do you work at that race track?"

"Not exactly. I'm a racer there, and sometimes I help fix bikes." I say sounding sleepy. That nap really didn't help me. "Also, whyd you come to the race track?"

"I've been interested so I wanted to come in visit. The visit was supposed to be secret, but somehow it got leaked, so I could barely couldn't rlly see what happened here."

"Ooh, that's sad off you want. I can be your guide there."

"I glady enjoy that."

It slowly turned silent, but it was a comfortable silence. "Beoms, it seems a bit late, and you seem very sleepy. Would you like a ride home?" Usually, I would say no, but I left my bike to be repaired, so I said yes.

He guides me to his car, which is fancy as fuckkk. And I then sit down. I hear him try to speak to me, but it's all muffled, and next thing you know, I fell asleep. Yes, I was that tired.

I wake up laying sideways on a bed, and godamm, this bed is so comfy I don't wanna get up. I open my eyes to see a gray ish wall and a bedside table. Looks pretty fancy. What a dam minute. Where. The. Fuck. Am. I.

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Finally posted this, lol
It's kinda trash, but it's something
Welp, it's not edited nor fixed should soon
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