Today was the day when Mirae was being set free. Free for being prisoned for two years in jail.

Okay that's waaaayyy dramatic.

Y/N's POV:

I was standing and just adorning the gentle breeze blowing on my face.

When i heard the screeching of the tyres. I turned my head and saw my friend Song Moonbyul (i don't know moonbyul's full name) .

Taking her helmet off and flipping her hair.

"Okay stop, you don't look sexy. So stop it" I said making a frown.

"Can you ONCE not ruin the moment, goodness sakes!" She said exclaiming.

"Fine, fine, as you say ma'am" I said teasing her.

Me and Moonbhyul have been friends since college. She was one of those tough girls who would get involved in lot of fights. Especially with the boys who bullied the nerds and stuff.

And i on the other hand was one of the nerds but the bitchy comebacks. Yeah, so in away i didn't stay shut when someone bullied me. But being the victim of 'bully' moonbyul saved me from getting slapped.
And i guess from that time on we were knowing that we are stuck together.

Whatever, coming back to the present.

She threw me another helmet which she brought for me.

" Do i really have to wear it?" I asked making a face.

"It's up to you, but i am driving this baby, and you KNOW how i drive, right?" She said smirking.

"Ughh..fine" i said giving up hopes.

"Oki! Hop on now, lets get you changed and freshened up" she said grinning.

"Don't smile like that ever again! You look like a maniac!" I said

"Yaa" she said hitting me with the helmet in her hand.

"Hey that freaking hurts!!" I said rubbing my arm to sooth the pain.

"Lets go now" she said starting the engine of the bike.

"So what are you gonna do now, Mirae?" She said while we were entering her garage cum home.

"Hmm" i said looking around. The tea table was placed at the centre of the garage with a set of couches. To fit the extra people three bean bags were kept.And a carpet. Her bike was placed at the corner of the garage with all the other mechanic equipments. Her kitchen was on the other side of the house with a microwave and fridge in my sight. Here was another floor ,i guess that must the bedroom or the sleeping area.
And finally a work place for all the writing and reading stuff.

"Do you like it?" She asked realising that i didn't answer her question and was pretty deeply occupied in examining her house.

"Yeah, not bad for a boy like you to live" i said finally looking at her.

"Come on, go and take bath in the washroom, i will give you the cloths later, till that time i will make coffee for you" she said pushing me towards the washroom.

A/N:

Sorry for any grammatical mistakes. I am still trying to improve my English.