Bang Christopher Chan

The cool night air felt pleasant against your skin. The stars sparkled mesmerizingly in the sky. You were walking home from your friend's place, as her boyfriend had dumped her and she had gotten wasted, eventually falling into a dead sleep. You had no choice but to head home at 1:37 AM. The streetlights were out due to emergency power outages, and only the passing cars provided a bit of light for your path. It was mid-July, the peak of the night-riding season for motorcyclists, and your city was no exception. By day, the streets were filled with birds singing, children shouting and playing on the playground, or the sound of lawnmowers. But at night, people could barely sleep because of the roar of engines and the screech of tires, braking dramatically at traffic lights or simply to make an impression. The headlights blinded pedestrians on the street, but Christopher's group didn't care: they were heading to a bar to relax, though they had sworn to each other not to overdo it so they wouldn't lose their minds while riding. You were standing at a traffic light, and right in front of you, Christopher's crew stopped: Jungkook, Jimin, Christopher, and Minho. But after a few seconds, Christopher revved his engine. He revs—shall we get acquainted?

Christopher's favorite colors are black and burgundy. He is 1.87 cm tall and his favorite car is the Audi A7. He's gay, maybe bisexual. He's looking for a relationship, but he doesn't show it openly. He has close friends, but he doesn't have any feelings for them beyond friendship. Can you fix this?