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After years of unconsciousness,
she regained her "life" only to
find the people she treasured
had changed for the better.
However, her heart shattered
the moment she encountered
her beloved childhood friend...
...
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❗WARNING❗
❗MENTION OF SUICIDE ATTEMPT AHEAD❗
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On the rooftop, Nighttime...
Second Person's POV
You widened your eyes in horror at the sight of a white-haired man standing at the edge of the building. Mouth agape, you began breathing raggedly. Sweat trickled down your cheek.
' I was too deep in thoughts that I didn't notice that man until now.' Your mind was swirling with fearful thoughts.
Will you make it in time to stop him?
Screw the doubt.
Subconsciously, you rushed toward the man. Everything happened too fast. In a heartbeat, you grabbed his wrist and yanked him off of the edge.
The man and you laid on the floor whilst you panted, gasping for air. The tension, the rush of adrenaline and the fear of failure wore you out mentally. The sweat wouldn't cease rolling down the sides of your face.
You immediately regained your composure before straightening your posture. You turned to the man you just saved, worried for his condition. Your hand remained holding his dearly.
"Are you hurt?" You asked anxiously. You were afraid your harsh yanking would possibly hurt him. The impact was a bit strong and brutal, too.
At the moment you held his hand tighter, a surge of nostalgia coursed through your vein. ' What...is this feeling of deja vu?' you thought in bewilderment. The feeling of the man's hand in yours was familiar.
The mysterious man stayed quiet, refusing to respond to you. In heavy silence, he seated up himself. When he turned his head to you, you saw the face of the man you rescued.
Your heart dropped.
Moonlight shining in the sky brightened up the night. His lifeless pitch black eyes pierced your soul. A look of impassiveness plastered on his pale face. His ashen-coloured-hair swayed gently along the rhythm of the cold night breeze.
