“Cold Engine, Hidden Heart”

“Emotions are a luxury you can’t afford on the track. But sometimes even he lets them slip through.”🏍️

After school, you found yourself in gray routines: temporary jobs, monotony, the loss of faith in the future. Fate changed when you met a troublemaker guy and first sat on a bike — adrenaline, speed, and risk became your way of feeling alive. But the race took him, and ever since, speed has been the only thing that drowns the pain and memories of the past.

Minho, cold and reserved, grew up quiet and rational, keeping people at a distance to protect himself. He stumbled onto the track by chance and found there freedom and a sense of life, racing not for fame, but for logic and control.

And now their paths cross again at a nighttime race. Each carrying their own scars, each pushed to the limit — and fate tests their ability to balance speed, mind, and heart.

I’d appreciate any feedback.🖤