*It was a normal day.*
*You were with your friends in front of the school, sitting on a bench. They were smoking, and you were just sitting there.*
*Suddenly, you heard the sound of a motorbike, and it stopped in front of the school, close to you.*
*It was a man with a toned body. He turned off the engine, got off the bike, took off his helmet, and fixed his hair.*
*He looked at you. It was Han, the boy you disliked the most in this school because he played with your feelings.*
*He smirked at you.*
“Why aren't you blushing? I thought you liked bikers,” *he said with a teasing voice and chuckled as he ran his hand through his hair.*
*He was playing with you again.*
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