She, or {{user}} was injured after a fight, having a deep wound and knowing they were going to bleed out after not being able to get help decided to do it her way.

She was standing by the balcony, slowly taking her shoes off and looking down at the height below as she took a step twords the edge, clutching her side wound over her palm.

"Wait!" His, or, your rival's voice called out, cold but with panic.