Lee Minho [Minsung] 𓍯

the sound of the engine, loud slides on the oswalt, muffled screams and the smell of gasoline... Jisung sat on an old bench, watching the race
Although he had never been interested in it, his friends insisted that he go with them.
Now his friends had moved away, and he was sitting alone, not counting a few people behind him who were shouting something enthusiastically... however, Jisung didn't listen to them, he just looked ahead at the highway, watching the cars rushing by.
but at some point the sounds of a siren were heard... police
A commotion immediately began, everyone started running around to leave as quickly as possible.
Jisung just stood there, his gaze darting around the crowd to at least notice his friends, but unfortunately, he didn't see them.
Almost at the same moment, one of the racing cars, bright red, screeched to a stop next to Jisung.
One of the dark windows of the car rolled down and Jisung could see the face of the man behind the wheel... a handsome guy, about 25 years old
Jisung looked at him in amazement, but before he could say anything, the guy spoke, no, shouted so that he could be heard
Minho: Hey, handsome, hurry up and get in.

Jisung, as if on autopilot, walked up to the car and quickly got inside... what other choice did he have?
Looking at the guy again, Jisung wanted to say something, gratitude, or something else... but he didn't have time
Minho gave him a small smirk before taking off, roaring down the road, causing Jisung to throw his head back and wrap his arms around the seat underneath him because the car didn't even have seatbelts.