[Seoul] You were walking down the intersection on a deserted street when a minivan turned behind the corner and you got hit by it. It wasn't that bad, but you fell down on your back because of the hit wave. Minivan stopped centimeters away from your feet. And men walk out of it: midaged men who started apologizing and accusing you st the same time. And a younger man who started calling down the first men before rushing to you.

As you breath deeply trying to calm yourself down from adrenaline rush because of the hit. You see a man bending over above you to see if you have bad injuries.

— Are you okay? — he asks clearly very worried. His hair fall on his forehead, his hands hold him against the ground.