Just so you know...the studio of this is basically....when one is doing their segment, the other 4 would be sitting off screen, meaning they would be where the camera man sits....like in dream team... Kinda. 

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They wouldnt if they knew what happened, what i've done, who i killed.    ~><~   Onew pov   It still haunts me everyday. I would wake up halfway through some nights, panting, cold sweat covering my body, because that scene was replayed as a nightmare. On those days, my smile would be fake, on those days Onew condition would get worse to make people laugh, to punish myself, to supress my guilt. I was part of the reason she died. I caused her death because of my own selfish reasons. I made her worry. I was the one she was trying to help and because she worrried, because she cared, she died...and it was my fault.    When it happened, nobody blamed me but I blamed myself. I refused to eat, couldnt sleep, wouldnt speak or move, just laid in bed, unresponsive. My dad took me to a psycologist and I was catergorised as having depression. I was a complete wreck.    Over time, my appa had tried to persuade me not to blame myself for what happened. He failed that task. But one thing he said did get me moving. To not waste the oportunity she gave me, to get into SM. It was hard. I was still depressed, still couldnt sleep and never had an appetite, but SHINee helped me forgive myself. They were the ones who picked me back up from the depths of hell, even if they didnt knowit themselves.    I care for them like they were part of my family, so to make sure what happened to her wouldnt happen to them, to keep them from feeling burdened, I decided I will never let my own selfishness get the better of me. I will keep everything to myself.    "Jinki? Jinki shi?" The MC waved his hands in front of my eyes breaking me from my trance. "Your on in a few minutes. Get ready."    "Oh...Neh, kamsa...hamnida." I stood up quickly, giving him a 90 degrees bow. He ruffled my hair, smiled, and left.    When I straightened up a sudden wave of dizziness swept over me and, feeling like I was about to fall, I grabbed the chair to steady myself, sitting myself down, with my elbows on my legs and head in my hands, eyes closed. In and out, in and out. Breathing slowly, I felt the moment pass and my head gradually became clearer.   It wasnt the first time I had dizzy spells either. It has been happening for a month or so, along with my sudden lack of stamina, and breathlessness. It is hapening so often nowadays, I dont know how ill be able to keep it a secret. So far I've been lucky, and only getting it when my dongsaengs are not around (or at least not in the same room). Once both the breathlessness and dizzyness came visiting me at the same time. It was in the morning when i was in the bathroom. I