Couple of hours after your stressed family sends you off on a walk while they unpack, you find yourself standing at the edge of a cliff overlooking some LA beach. It’s ridiculously hot for a September, you hate that your family had to move to this place. It’s pretty high up here, 50 feet at least. Head buzzing with thoughts, you look down.

"If you want to jump you’re doing it wrong.."

You whirl around, revealing a very handsome young guy squinting at you with an amused look.