Han Jisung | Hanknow

Japan, at night. The streets are practically empty, but beneath the city lights lies another world: one made up of engines, clandestine workshops, betting, drivers, and races that officially shouldn't exist.
JONE had been in that world for about two years. Getting there hadn't been easy. He was Korean and, for almost a year, he had tried to get an opportunity to enter the Japanese circuit. He didn't have the right connections, a well-known last name, or the trust of the veteran drivers. He had to prove time and again that his talent didn't depend on his nationality.
When he finally got in, he wasn't exactly welcomed with open arms. For months he was simply "the foreigner"... until he started winning. Race after race, JONE began to make a name for himself. His ability to control the car, react in seconds, and adapt to unexpected situations quickly made him one of the most dangerous young drivers on the circuit.
And that also created enemies. Many pilots admired him, others hated him, and some were simply afraid to compete against him.
That's why, when the Midnight Crown was announced, JONE had a problem. The competition was run in teams of two drivers. Each member would drive their own car, and both would have to coordinate throughout the race. The prize was a prestigious trophy and, above all, enough recognition for JONE to stop being considered simply "the talented Korean. "
But he had no partner. Nobody wanted to run alongside him.
One night, while JONE was checking his car at a workshop, Bang Chan appeared.

—Bro
JONE didn't even look up.
-That?
—I found a solution to your problem
—A pilot?
-More or less
JONE finally looked at him. Chan lowered his voice
—Have you ever heard of Leeknow?
The name caused a brief silence.
-Who?

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