Misook turned on the tv.

   A news broadcast sent shivers down her spine.

"... as the boy, Lee Jeno; eighteen years old, turned, his tires must have slipped on the wet pavement last night due to the rain. His car was sent tumbling off the road into the ditch. He was pronounced dead at the scene considering his horrible state. What a terrible ev-"

Misook switched off the TV. She couldn't bare sad news about a loss. She hated the fact of losing someone and couldn't stop thinking about how the boy's parents must feel. The whole family. Friends. The community.

    She shook away the thought, but just once more she thought,

    That poor boy.