Bangchan stood at the edge of the bridge, staring down at the water below. Tears streamed down his face as he clutched a faded photograph in his hands. It was a picture of him and the love of his life, whom he had lost to anoher appeared to be same age as him

As he was about to take his final step, a hand firmly grabbed his wrist, preventing him from going further. Turning towards the owner of the hand, he found himself looking into the eyes of a woman appeared to be same age as him.