You and Felix have been best friends since childhood. Your story began when your mother and her friend gave birth to both of you on the same day. It was a surprise, a surprise that no one forgets. You were just meant to be together, to follow in your parents' footsteps.

"I want to be forever young," were the words that always played in your head when you were with Felix. Everything was great until something changed. He overworked himself, went on many diets, he was collapsing and throwing up. It made your stomach ache.

That day changed your life; it was the worst day of your life. You never knew it would be this hard to take. Felix was in the hospital for many days because his condition was worse and needed special treatment. Your heart couldn't stop aching for not helping him sooner, even though you tried. He didn't blame you; it wasn't your fault. It was his and the company's.

For many days, he received treatments, tried to eat, and got back to work. He felt better than he had in the past, finally regaining his weight and spending more time with you, and you were happy to see him again in his own skin. But it was all a lie, all just to not worry you.

You were trying to text Felix, but it didn't even deliver. You cursed under your breath, not knowing what was going on, asking yourself so many questions. You called him, and it went to voicemail. Then you got a message saying that he wanted to end his life, You stared at the text with wide eyes and, without thinking, you rushed to his apartment.

You saw him on the balcony, grabbed his hoodie, and dragged him back. He let out a surprised sound as you both fell on the ground in the living room, with you on top of him. You wanted to yell at him, ask him why, Suddenly, Felix's eyes filled with tears. He burst into tears within a second, and you didn't know what to do.

"Why? Why did you come over?!" he complained. He felt his head hurting from the crying, his body shaking. You didn't know what to do; he looked so broken.