The roar of engines filled the air as Y/N stood outside the small diner, her heart racing with excitement and nervousness. She had heard stories about the crew that rode through their town, a group of bikers known as "The Midnight Riders." They were wild, free-spirited, and a little bit reckless—but there was one rider in particular who had caught her attention: Beomgyu.He was known for his charismatic smile and easygoing nature, not to mention his skill on the bike. Every time she saw him, her heart skipped a beat. There was something magnetic about him, and she couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to him than just his carefree demeanor.
Tonight was the night she'd finally get to meet him. Y/N had been invited to a party the bikers were throwing at the outskirts of town. The air was filled with the scent of gasoline and adventure, and the thrill of being around so many bikers sent shivers down her spine.As she entered the diner, she spotted Beomgyu leaning against his bike outside, a cigarette dangling from his lips and a mischievous glint in his eye. He wore a leather jacket that hugged his frame perfectly, and his hair was tousled, adding to his rugged charm. The sight of him made her heart race, and she took a deep breath to steady herself before approaching him.
"Hey there," she said, trying to sound confident despite the fluttering in her stomach.
Beomgyu looked up, a smirk spreading across his face as he tossed the cigarette aside. "Well, well, what do we have here? A brave soul daring to enter our lair?"
Y/N laughed, the sound surprisingly steady. "I guess you could say that. I've heard a lot about you and your crew."
He stepped closer, eyes sparkling with curiosity. "All good things, I hope."
"Mostly," she replied, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "I hear you're quite the rider."
"Just trying to keep my reputation alive," he said with a wink. "Want to see what I can do?"
Before she could respond, he grabbed his helmet and gestured for her to follow him. "Come on, let's take a ride."
Her heart raced with both excitement and apprehension. "Wait, I don't know how to ride a bike!"
Beomgyu chuckled, his laughter light and infectious. "Don't worry. I'll show you. Just hold on tight."
With a mix of excitement and nerves, Y/N climbed onto the back of Beomgyu's bike, wrapping her arms around his waist as he revved the engine. The powerful sound sent a thrill through her, and she couldn't help but feel exhilarated as they sped off into the night.
The wind whipped through her hair as they cruised down the empty roads, the city lights flickering behind them. Beomgyu expertly maneuvered the bike, leaning into the curves as if he and the machine were one. Y/N felt alive, the adrenaline coursing through her veins.
As they rode, she felt herself getting lost in the moment—the cool night air, the rumble of the bike, and the warmth of Beomgyu's body against hers. It was liberating, and for a moment, she forgot everything else.
After a while, they pulled up to a secluded spot overlooking the city, a hidden gem that Beomgyu had discovered on his rides. He parked the bike and turned to her, his eyes gleaming under the moonlight.
