Jung Solkyung awoke with a throbbing pain all over her body. As she opened her eyes, she realized she was in unfamiliar grounds. Her vision seemed to be foggy, the kind which you would experience if you looked through a lens someone fogged over with their breath, the feeling which brought tears to Solkyung's eyes. She rubbed it and as her eyes adjusted, she realized she was in a bright room. 

"Where am I?" She pondered aloud, and as if in response, a voice spoke to her.

"Heaven." The word was word was spoken so simply, it was cruel.

"What?" A dream perhaps? Solkyung had trained herself to be a lucid dreamer, maybe it was kicking in now. She pinched herself, looked at her fingers, her feet, nothing unusual. 

"You died, Solkyung. You're in heaven now. Enjoy." The voice carried no emotion.

How was it possible though, she was only 20, and her last memory was being driven home by her boyfriend, Park Chanyeol. 

That said, she had no recollection of going home or falling asleep.

"Don't you remember the accident?" The voice said with a tinge of urgency.

"What accident?"

"The accident that killed you."