He saw it all.
The small lights on the road, the dirty window of his car, Minseok sleeping peacefully next to him.
Every single time he closed his eyes.
People told him to be thankful that he survived. But what's the pain from dying compared to pain from losing someone who means the world to you? Nothing. He would rather be dead.
And so he tried to go back to sleep, closing his eyes, seeing everything again.
The small lights on the road, the dirty window of his car, Minseok sleeping peacefully next to him.
But back in that day, he didn't know what was coming next.
