you were standing on the manhattan bridge, planning on jumping. you didnt really have a good life. dead parents, no siblings, and not getting along with others didnt really satisfy you well enough to convince you to live.

as you pause your music, take out your airpods, and step over the fence like thing blocking you from falling, you hear a semi familiar female voice yelling for you to stop, maybe someone from school.

but why would they care? you didnt even glance back. as you lift your foot to step off, someone pulls you back, so you have to look up.

"please, dont..." she begs