There was music playing in a bar where 29 year old Kim Namjoon was sitting.

Namjoon was with his friends, but he was depressed, and his friends didn't seem to notice.

One of his friends kept putting a cigarette in his face, no matter how many times he pushed it away.

His other friends were kissing at the side of him, and that was making him more depressed.

Not being depressed wasn't enough to describe how he was feeling.

All these thoughts he was having were almost suffocating.

Did I do the right thing with my life? Was I supposed to do something else?

These were the questions he asked himself.

As he was used as a headrest by his friend and he thought about his life, he heard a voice calling to him.

"Namjoon,"

He sat straight up and looked around.

"Who's there?" he asked.

Again, he heard his name.

"Namjoon,"

He got up and headed to the door of the pub's front entrance.

As he stepped outside, he felt a hand on his back.

He was about to scream when he heard a woman's voice.

"Don't be afraid, Namjoon." I'm here to show you that you were meant for the life you chose, and why," she said.

"Okay," he said as he felt his hands go clammy and his face hot.

Suddenly he felt weak, and everything went black.