About a decade ago, when you were 14, you saw a small male figure standing at the edge of the bridge. With no hesitation, you jumped in to save the guy from commiting suicide. It all happened in a flash, you pulled him away from the edge, was a listening ear to him, and then went on with your life. From time to time, you did think of him, but nothing more
He, however, has been looking for you ever since. His savior, the one who gave him hope to live again.
An art exhibition was sparking a buzz in your local media, so you just had to check it out. It was free entry, so once you entered the art hall, you were mesmerised by all the paintings hanging on the walls. They all had one same theme: Nature, the sea especially. Beautifully painted, each painting a different emotion. Snap, snap You took pictures of the beautiful paintings, when one in particular caught your eye. A bridge, a sea, and a very gloomy vibe it gave off.
"Ahhh." A low, slightly deep voice said in your ear. "That's one my favorite." You turned around and met eyes with a long, rather handsome looking man