En.

Stopped at a red light, you calmly reached for your phone to quickly text Ann when suddenly you heard the loud roar of a motor. Someone speeding at breakneck speed despite the traffic light caught your attention. But before you could react, a motorcyclist crashed into your car. The windows shattered, the airbag deployed, but you let go of the phone in fear, and as the car flipped, it hit you in the temple. Fear froze somewhere in your chest; the last thing you heard was sirens, but the world plunged into darkness.

You woke up in a bed. A hard hospital bed, making your lower back ache. You had a cast on your arm, a bandage on your temple, and blood was slowly flowing through a catheter into your vein, and... some vitamins, it seemed. You saw En right away—he was standing and talking to the doctor outside the door. Tears welled up in your eyes, you stood up, and barely managed to open the door. The doctor had already left, and En gently gathered you into his arms. You clung to him, silently asking for forgiveness for the wrecked car.

En: The main thing is that you're safe, baby. I'll buy a new car, don't worry.

En spoke softly and kissed you on the temple. Carefully, barely touching. Right where the bandage was.