The sound of tires squealing, metal crunching, and the feeling of her head cracking against the window were the last things Min-Ai remembered before everything went black. Even now, as she sat on the hospital bed, or what she assumed was the hospital; the smell was unmistakable, everything was dark.

"If you should need anything miss Roo, don't hesitate to shout," a man claimed, removing the sphygmomanometer from her arm.

Min-Ai nodded and leaned back against the headboard of the bed with a sigh. She reached up to her face and felt the bandages around her forehead and a couple gauze pads tapped to her cheeks.

It had started out like a usual day. She woke up late; her brother having unplugged her alarm clock once again, dashed around the house to get ready, ran to the bus stop, got on and took her usual seat on the left side near the back. She didn't even fully understand what had happened, only that another vehicle collided with the bus and sent many if not all of the passengers to the hospital.

"You're very lucky to be alive."

That's what the doctor had told her, but she didn't feel lucky. Her eyes were wide open and all she could see was a greyscale sheet.

"WHERE IS SHE!!!!"

Min-Ai's eyebrow raised at the voice, instantly recognising it.

The door slammed open, making the girl flinch.

"MIN-AI!!!" Key wailed, dashing over to her bed. "I heard about the accident! Are you alright?!?" he asked, grasping her hand in his.

"I'm fine Buumie, nothing for you to worry about," she reassured with a laugh.

There was a couple seconds of silence, Min-Ai feeling Key's grip tighten on her hand.

"Min-Ai… why won't you look at me…?"

The girl tried to think of an excuse; telling Key the truth meant that she too would have to accept it, which she desperately didn't want.