Prologue

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"Fucking, move!" I shouted at the jeep in front of me, aggressively honking my horn three times.

Once he finally realized the damn light had turned green, he drove forward.

I followed, with a woozy head from earlier. This entire night had been spent on glass bottles, nicotine, and rap battles.

And it was nights like these that kept me going in this shit life that God had handed to me.

That and music.

I looked at my reflection in the review mirror and chuckled, what a life.

My phone began to vibrate on the dashboard, the screen lighting up with the name Dumbass above the red decline button.

Letting out a groan, I ignored Kyungs call. He had a bad habit of drunk dialing me. It always ended up with him crying over dumb shit.

Last week it was because Jaehyo refused to tie his shoe. The week before that, he had run out of cheese.

I looked back up at the road and was suddenly blinded by a pair of white lights. My ears almost burst from the sound of continuous honking.

My car was then violently flung into the air. I was bombarded by broken glass, my belongings being thrown around inside the car with me.

*

"Car accident. Male, early twenties."

"Injuries?"

"Severe head trauma, the bones in his left leg are crushed, possible internal bleeding, broken ribs and a gash on his right side."

"Have you contacted his family?"

"We can't find them."

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