Seo Changbin

“Ah, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” Changbin huffed, getting up from his friends couch and stuffing his phone into his leather jacket pocket. Changbin had just gotten done telling his friend about this girl he’d bumped into the other day, and how he thought they were “meant to be.” But of course, his friend wasn’t buying it.

Changbin walked to the door, and grabbed the keys to his motorcycle. “Later, loser,” he joked before walking out and to his bike. He put on his helmet, pulling the visor down that covered his face before kicking the kickstand up and taking off down the street.

Basically the entire ride to his favorite bar, he was stuck thinking about how and when he was going to meet his soulmate. He just wanted someone to love, someone to hold on those nights he felt alone.

Soon enough, he pulled up to a red light and stopped, taking out his phone and scrolling through his Instagram to pass the time. But then, another person came rolling up on their motorcycle, their helmet hiding their identity. Changbin’s eyes instinctively glanced at the figure beside him, almost dropping his phone as his jaw dropped slightly underneath his helmet. “Damn...” He whispered to himself.

He wasn’t about to waste this opportunity, so in a quick moment of zero hesitation, he gave the person a little wave, trying to gain their attention. When they finally looked over at him, he smiled under his helmet.

“Hey, nice bike...” His eyes trailed along their red and black Kawasaki Ninja 300, impressed by the model they were riding. “I’m Changbin... You?”