Taeyeon couldn't remember the details.

All she knew was that she was sitting on the curb, her whole body ached, and a policeman was standing in front of her. There were people – quite a lot of them - and they were saying things Taeyeon could barely hear.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Taeyeon breathed deeply. She could taste the blood on her tongue, and for a moment she thought she had sobered. She ignored the paramedic that was touching her arm, looked at her left, and saw the car on the pavement, front crushed the wall so hard the hood was bent.

"Miss?" The paramedic shook her shoulder.

Taeyeon balled her quivering fist before turned her head at him.

"Do you have a lighter?"