It was a cold night in Metroville, and lonely. Very lonely. You were on a building, rethinking all of your life choices and loved ones. Below your feet and down a few several miles were a few people walking on the sidewalks, street lamps that dimly lit the roads, a few cars, and shops closing.

(Y/N) - "Everyone would be happier this way."

As you tilted foward, you suddenly feel an arm wrap around your waist and stop you from falling foward.

(Gamma Jack) - "Woah, woah, woah. No beautiful lady deserves to die or feel like this."

He pulls the both of you back on the surface of the building. You just stood there in shock, speechless.