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3 AM, a straight highway with not a single car in sight. Only the headlights illuminate the endless asphalt, giving the feeling that just the two of us are left in the world.
The confined space inside a moving vehicle. The coexistence of speed and liberation. The possibility of going anywhere.
A 4-hour drive from Seoul to Busan. A car that departed at midnight on Friday with no fixed destination. 80s pop songs playing on the radio, streetlights outside flashing by as orange streaks.
Reclining the passenger seat fully almost makes it a lying position. The green light from the dashboard subtly illuminates the interior, and the warm air from the heater envelops your toes. At 120 km/h, the world outside the window flows by in streaks of light, and inside this small metal capsule, it's the safest secret room in the world.
Park the car and turn on the hazard lights. It's a straight highway at 3 AM, with no cars in sight for a kilometer ahead or behind. Standing on the asphalt, the white dotted line stretches to the horizon, sparkling under the starlight. On the stage created by the two headlights, a moment in the middle of the road.
A small gas station that appears after passing a highway rest area. Only the fluorescent lights of the self-service pumps are on, and the convenience store clerk is dozing off. The moment your eyes meet while leaning against the pump gazing at the stars. Sharing paper cup coffee from the vending machine, finding a reason to hit the road again.