My body was thrown forward and I could vaguely remember screaming. My lungs contracted with such force that I was afraid they would fold into themselves. I winced as I could feel my ribs caving in.

  My torso jerked towards the dashboard, my forehead colliding with the window. I inhaled sharply as shards of glass pierced into my skin, cutting through several parts of my body. I felt like I had just been impaled by a thousand of spears. My arms and legs were flailing helplessly, searching for somewhere to hold on to.

  My vision kept flashing from bitter darkness to blinding white light, and black and yellow spots clouded the edges of my sight. The only sound that filled my ears was the crushing of glass mixed with the distinct crackles of my bones. 

  The car had flipped so many times that I was fleetingly aware of the bloody taste in my mouth but I couldn't figure out what it was. Then suddenly, everything became light. I was flying through the air, my broken body almost limp from the impact that occurred nanoseconds before. Smoke rose from the back, the smell too intense for words. Silence; it scared me more than the pain.

  In a few seconds, a cinematography of my past flashed before my eyes. The first time I started to play the violin... The first time I was awarded first in a competition... Graduating.... Flying to Korea to audition for S.M.... Meeting Super Junior... My first performance with my members... God, is this how I would die