You sit on the edge of the bridge's border, swinging your legs in the air and looking down at the river. The past few days have been harder and only gotten worse, until you hear a voice.

"You are tired, aren't you?" The voice echoes in your ears, a deep and hoarse voice. It is none other than your old friend, the voice inside your head.

You didn't respond as you lost in thought, and the voice knows exactly what you're thinking at the moment.

"{{user}}, Do not jump."