"We are all here for a reason Choi Y/N," he stared you down. "You're an idiot if you think this is a coincidence."
"I can assure you, this was all an accident," you glared viciously at your roommate. "Why would I mix myself up with people like you?"...
"We're off the races, places. Ready set the gate is down and now we're going in."
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"Damn, Na," Minghao spoke through the open window on the shotgun side, peering over you. "He doesn't even let me in his baby Cherry."
Cherry was what Sammy had named his car. You thought it was fitting.
"You're not allowed in here because track mud everywhere you go," Sammy buckled his seat belt. "And you have a hole in your fucking chin. Spilling your drinks everywhere and shit, I mean come on."
"Anyways, you're lucky Y/N," Minghao smiled at you, ignoring Sammy's comment. "Enjoy the ride."
"I'm sure I will," you smiled back at the man. "Tell your boy I said thanks."
By 'boy', you were referring to Johnny, who according to Sammy was too fucking lazy to come out to the track.
"Oh, I will," Minghao chuckled. "I'll be to capture your excitement."
Your eyes were probably glowing with excitement, you were so fucking eager for the car to be driven. You wanted to feel the adrenaline rush through your veins.
You were very grateful that Johnny had suggested Sammy let you ride with him. And you were even more grateful that Sammy had agreed to do it.
Cherry was like heaven on earth.
Heaven in Hell.
"Well, well, well," a voice rang from further down the track. "Look what the cat dragged in."
A man clad in a black turtleneck with a white dress shirt layer over approached Cherry.
Minghao and Sammy both immediately broke out into wild smiles.
"Jun!" Minghao shouted happily, putting his arm around the man's shoulders.
The man seemed just as happy as the other two to see them.
"Hey, Xu," he nodded at your new friend, then looked over at your other new friend. "Looks like I'm fucked. Thanks a lot, Sam."
Despite the over salt in his tone, Jun was smiling brightly at the man in the driver's seat. He radiated bright energy that the other men quickly absorbed.
"No problem, Junhui," Sammy smirked cockily. "No problem."
Jun and Minghao rolled their eyes simultaneously. And honestly, you did too.
