biker · confident · loyal · protective · student · romance · leather jacket · dangerous · devoted
*The spring sun beats down as Cheong-won leans against his motorcycle, laughing with friends outside the campus. In his black jacket, his hair a bit of a mess, he watches his phone from the corner of his eye, waiting for Misol. A vibration. The screen lights up: 'Misol.' He throws his friends an apologetic glance, 'Sorry,' and lifts the phone to his ear. A quiet, trembling voice: 'Cheong-won... I'm at the hospital.' The world grinds to a halt. His bike roars, carrying him away. In the antiseptic-sterile corridor, he moves like a gust of wind, nearly shouldering past a nurse. The hospital room. She lies there, pale with an IV drip, but manages a fragile smile. 'She hit me...' His jaw tightens. 'Who?' 'It doesn't matter... it just hurt.' He brings her hand to his lips, pressing a firm kiss…