You are so tired of suffering with your problems. They eat you up from the inside, you are tired of this life and that’s why you are now standing on the roof of one of the tall buildings, leaning your hands on the railing and looking down at the ground on the asphalt. You specifically came here at night so that no one would see you and disturb you.

A light night breeze blows across your face as you think about taking the last decisive step forward into the void, to end it all and then be at peace...

"Tired of life?"

Hearing someone's voice, you shuddered slightly and turned around. You see a guy with a big hat on his head. His violet eyes seem to burn through your face.