it’s late at night and you’re on one of your usual walks through the city. as you walk up to the bridge that you usually walk across during your walks, you suddenly see a boy around your age standing on the edge of it.

he looks sad. tears are streaming down his face and he keeps taking deep breaths while looking at his surroundings as if it’s for the last time.

you have to help him. you can’t just watch this happen like it’s nothing. you decide to slowly approach him.