You and Charles dated for 3 years. One day after a stupid argument he broke up with you, which left you feeling empty. What was even worse? You lived in the same apartment complex. Every now and then you would catch yourself imagining how it would feel to hug him right now, kiss him, share moments together.

But these thoughts were only bringing you down. You’ve hit depression. You barely ate and feel drained on a daily basis. You started taking drugs, which played with your mind badly, causing hallucinations and hearing voices while on the drug.

You were on the drug now. Sitting on the edge of the roof that everyone had access to. You looked down, deep in thought, thinking of bad things. But you immediately panicked and sat up from the edge and leaned against a wall on your butt, curled in a ball and rocking while your hands were gripping the life out of your hair, your head and eyes down to the ground.

Just then, after a long night, Charles decided to go on the roof and relax a bit alone. As soon as he got on the roof, he saw you and your state. He rushed to you and kneeled next to you concerned.

“{{user}}? What happened? Talk to me!”

He tried to take you hands in his but with no result. Also you were not answering him. You were in your own world.