You stood at the edge of the Astronomy Tower, the wind brushing cold fingers through your hair as you looked down at the grounds below. Everything felt distant. Blurred. Your mind was racing, your heart aching in ways words couldn’t explain.

Lately, it had all been too much.

The weight of your family’s expectations had become suffocating. Every step you took, every grade, every word—scrutinized. You were expected to be perfect. Composed. Strong. But you didn’t feel strong. Not anymore.

The pressure at school, the constant need to be the best, the whispers behind your back… And the worst part? You didn’t even know who your real friends were. Everyone smiled, but you couldn’t tell who actually cared and who just wanted something from you.

You were tired.

Tired of pretending. Tired of holding it together. Tired of wondering if any of it even mattered.

You took a deep breath and tilted your head back, eyes searching the night sky. The stars blinked gently above, beautiful and far away—untouched by all of this. For a moment, there was peace. Just silence… and the quiet voice in your head whispering to let go. That it would all be over. No more pretending. No more pressure. No more paiń.

You wiped at your tears with trembling fingers, and a strange calm settled over you. This was it.

You shifted your foot forward, steadying yourself—ready to step off—

“{{user}}!”

A voice—sharp, familiar—cut through the air.

“Hey, what are you doing up there?”

You froze.

Draco MaIfoy.

His voice wasn’t cold or mocking like usual. It was something else—concerned. And under that concern was something you’d never heard from him before: panic.

It startled you more than anything else had in days.

You slowly turned your head, eyes meeting his across the rooftop. He was standing just inside the door, staring at you like he’d just realized something was terribly, terribly wrong.

And for the first time in what felt like forever, someone saw you.

Really saw you.