A week flew by, another week, until a month had already passed and no one had heard about Sara at all. Sehun had re-joined everyone in the garages, three weeks after the accident everyone decided to go back to racing just to take their minds off it.

Sehun however, refused to race at all, when it came to both of the groups, he refused to speak to both Luhan and Kai, making it quite obvious that he had fallen out with the pair due to their lack of being involved in saving Sara.

                On top of all that, Sehun would disappear on occasions where no one would know where he went. He refused to tell anyone why his house was empty or what he was doing in his spare time, but after a while people just dropped the subject.

Now it had been a little over two months since Sara disappeared and they were currently on their way to a race. All of the other drivers during the races were extremely sympathetic, including Kangin who used to hate Sara.

It seemed like her addictive personality and humour caught onto everyone else. Coursed through the veins and remained there, frozen from her lack of presence. It was getting everyone down.

“You know we’ve continued with racing for a while now,” Chen spoke up, “But I don’t think I can do this anymore,”

Baekhyun nodded, “I just… don’t feel it,”

“Where is Sehun?” Amber asked,

Kai ran a hand through his hair, “He doesn’t race anymore, he doesn’t speak to me, and he doesn’t speak to anybody, I… I don’t know Amber,”

Krystal suddenly appeared out of nowhere like she had been for weeks now, “Lulu!” she clung onto him,

Luhan stumbled a little, “Get off Krys,”

“Aww don’t be like that baby,” Krystal smiled,

Her bubbly attitude was pissing everyone off, Chanyeol over towered the girl, “Shut the up,” he ran a hand through his hair, “Your voice is literally like someone is piercing my ear drum with a ing skewer,”

                Before Krystal could retort anything, a loud horn went off, scaring the out of everyone as people moved out the way at an oncoming light. Everyone was silent as a dark deep purple Koenigsegg Agera R came into view.

                Six cars followed behind it in two neat lines before the Agera stopped just before the starting line. No one was in the mood to even acknowledge the strangers but when the boot popped open to the Agera and an unusual beat started coming out of it, it caught people’s attention.

The six cars moved off, creating space, nothing happened for a goo