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My hands clench onto the handle of the steering wheel. Bohyuk's car slowly arrives next to mine, as we look at each other from the window. The smear of confidence is painted devilishly onto his face; the similarity is quite contrasted between us. I know I can't drive with my eyes closed, so I decide to drive with my eyes open. I hope that damn creator falls down and breaks his head.

The roaring of the engines could be heard, as I look at the ticking of the clock. 12:06 am. The race begins between us at 12:08. Two more minutes. The anxiety that I feel whenever I start driving, I got into accidents so many countless times. As I look at the road, I try to figure out a shortcut to surpass him when we drive. As soon I check the time, it hits 12:08, and Bohyuk speeds off.

I speed right after him, clutching onto my steering wheel to have control. The night is crisp, and the winds blow through my window as I am determined to beat him. I look at the car next to us, and I cut them off by driving in front of them. Bohyuk's car is right in front of me, as we u-turn from the street we were driving in, as I start to drifting ahead of him. He is right on my tail, I look at the side mirror to make sure he's right behind me. Suddenly I see the flashers go out, and I see his black car slowing down.

I continue speeding down the street, until I see a black car illegally using the other side of the road to cut me off. I slam my brakes, as Bohyuk almost crashes into me. His car slides in front of me, as he is drifting sideways. He winks at me, taunting me as he starts to drive toward again as his car shifts to be in front of mine.

I roll my eyes angrily, as I continue to drive down the street. I close my eyes to try to be part of the moment that I felt with the competition, but it didn't work, and I open my eyes after hearing someone scream. I turn the steering wheel with full strength as I see a young couple frozen in front of him. The car drifts towards the sidewalk as I see a brick wall right near the sidewalk. Shit, I feel like I'm going to die early anyways.

I close my eyes tightly as I continue to press onto the brake. The car comes to a halt, as I open my eyes slowly afterwards. My car is barely crashed into the brick wall, only a few inches apart. But the tires are busted, and I know I'm done for.

I look up to see Bohyuk knocking on my window, as I roll down the window. He has his hand out, smirking. I hand him the shoes, the expensive ones that he had bought me. He laughs with excitement rising and says, "Yah, next time, don't go just asking people to challenge you, you're the one to be hurt."

He rolls his eyes and took out a lighter from his pocket, putting the flame onto the shoes. I widen my eyes at the sight and shout, "Yah! Do you know how important-"

"That's why, don't fucking mess around."

He throws the shoes into a trash can as the shoes are burning up slowly. He waves at me, getting back into his car and drives off. I couldn't believe what just happened..I lost my brother.

Aw, you have lost the memories of your brother. A moment of sadness. Anyways, the next person to save is Yoon Jeonghan and Lee Jihoon, your childhood friends. Good luck saving them, your mission is to defeat them in a signing competition.

I'm done with this.

I call the number, shouting, "I'm not playing this fucking game!"

The voice snarls back, "Your brother is just a brother. Your family and friends, you have a ton more. It's either you play this game or you die."

I scoff and laugh furiously as I shout back, "Kill me. I don't need to live if the people I love are going to forget me."

"Your wish is my command."

The phone call ends, as I look ahead of me, seeing a motorcycle dashing towards me. The creator's faults can be seen, knowing that I would solely accept my fate. But that's not going to be me, today is not my death day. I grab my backpack and my phone, getting out my car right when the motorcycle had hit my car. I tumble towards the brick war, seeing the collision that had happened. I can feel the anger rising as the car is smashed, the motorcycle is completely demolished and the guy had blood splitting out of his head, not moving from the floor.

I grab my phone and text back, "Watch me defeat your game."

I then start running down the street, trying to find the correct street to where Jihoon and Jeonghan might be at their regular practice time. Seeing how the sun came up after 1o minutes, the creator is now playing with the time, making it the third day for me, ever so close my death day. I see the black guitar case of Jihoon sitting outside of his studio. I take a deep breathe, I can't lose more people. I already lost my brother's memories forever...I can't let anyone else's memories be taken away.

It's not happening again, and it shouldn't happen. I'll stop it from happening..

I then take a step inside the unfamiliar atmosphere, where I once called my second home.

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A-N: rebel Wonwoo 😍😂
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