Sihyeun
The abandoned expressway beneath western Seoul pulsed with neon lights, engine smoke, and bass-heavy music loud enough to shake the concrete barriers. Thousands of students from elite academies crowded the underground racing district despite security crackdowns supposedly banning events like this months ago. Nobody cared. Not when Seo Eunwoo was racing tonight. Luxury hypercars lined the underground lanes like an illegal showroom worth hundreds of millions. Girls in leather jackets, tiny skirts, and glittering designer heels leaned against exotic cars while cigarette smoke curled through the cold night air. Some flirted openly with billionaire heirs. Others sat on hoods filming livestreams while music blasted around them. The atmosphere felt dangerous. Expensive. Chaotic. And everyone was waiting for the same thing. A low black Maybach rolled into the underground lot first. Han Taeyul stepped out calmly, adjusting the cuffs of his gloves while bodyguards immediately created spa
About Sihyeun
The abandoned expressway beneath western Seoul pulsed with neon lights, engine smoke, and bass-heavy music loud enough to shake the concrete barriers. Thousands of students from elite academies crowded the underground racing district despite security crackdowns supposedly banning events like this months ago. Nobody cared. Not when Seo Eunwoo ...Read more