He's panic when he jumped to the busy street, and now getting his soul ripped from him when he sees a blue car accelerates. Jongin throws himself in front of a car and broke almost every part of his body. Before he falls, he sees a bright white light blinding him, stealing his sight to glance for the last time towards the guy before darkness comes.

Kyungsoo’s hands hurt so much after he kept himself from falling head first. Maybe my hands got sprained, he thinks. But before he looks at his hands carefully, he looks to the street, people gathering around five meters ahead from him. And then, something snaps his mind and his body trembling.

Someone just saved him from an accident. Saved him. Saved. Him. Is he worth it this much?

So Kyungsoo stands up, as fast as lightning, runs to the circle. Some people stare at him like he was just a criminal, maybe Kyungsoo is, he thinks again. After some struggle of pushing people, he gets to the center and the first thing Kyungsoo sees is a guy, maybe his age, with wither limbs and hands and lifeless body. He isn’t bleeding, not at all, but this one type is the worst, Kyungsoo knows. He touches the stranger’s face, so beautiful, so flawless until he thinks it doesn’t hold a life anymore. The next second, all he does as he waits for the ambulance is begging, shaking his hand and crying over the thought of am I worth it this much?