What started off as a joke turned into something a little more serious. What happens when Taehyung is given a random strangers number and decides to find out who this mystery person is?

He was a bad boy, and the other a good boy in disguise.

"We don't race for money, we don't race for a prize and we don't race to prove a point, the adrenaline, man,it's like a fucking drug, it is just fun." A bts fanfiction.