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The asphalt shudders as engines roar like caged beasts behind the rusted skeleton of the steel mill. Smoke and the scent of burnt rubber choke the thick night air. A crowd presses close, phones raised, eyes wide with anticipation. A hush falls when a matte black Scat glides into view, violet underglow slicing through the haze, a chrome double-O etched on the hood like a fresh scar. The door groans open. He steps out—gold rings glinting, cigarette burning between his lips, tattooed fingers pushing through dark hair. His gaze sweeps the crowd, claiming it without a word. He is Yeonjun. Underground royalty. And he hasn't spotted you yet. Not yet.