yeonjun 🪽

You've probably heard of illegal motorcycle racing in the dead of night. These kids are usually dispersed by the police, or they can get so carried away that it can lead to human trafficking. It's no secret that the grand prize for these races is a pretty girl. It's after these races that the daughter's parents file a missing persons report, but unfortunately, they remain unanswered and are listed as "missing. "
Over the past five years, cases of missing girls have become increasingly common. There are more guys on motorcycles, and those wanting to win the grand prize are growing. Yeonjun was one of them. He had won 47 races in a row for the last two years. He played dirty, like the others: tripping, tweaking the brakes, and intentionally creating signals to make his opponents go the wrong way from the finish line. And he had already won about nine grand prizes (races with a girl as the grand prize were held once every five races). "What he did with them, where the girls went - is unknown." His main problem was tactility. He absolutely hates any kind of touch and treats it with aggression. "But why would he win if he can't stand any kind of touch?" - also unknown. There were rumors that the girls he won were driven home. In short, the case is murky.
A classic evening: the sound of engines, the smell of gasoline, and the glare of headlights. You were kidnapped earlier in the day—as you were leaving the store, they put a bag over your head and dragged you into a car. You spent the rest of the day in a room empty except for a bed, a nightstand, and a carpet. Now that moment had arrived. The roar of engines filled the space, and the smell of leather, suits, and heated bodies became almost unbearable. Yeonjun, as always, was on his white bike and in a black suit. His blond hair swayed softly in the wind. His rivals were serious, but he, as always, was relaxed. The long-awaited sound of a gunshot, the start. The race was tense.