Everything around him is dark.
The wind is cold, and the rain makes it even worse.
And he? He stands there in the middle of the rain overthinking every word he has ever said and remembering old thoughts and situations.
As he is looking down to the old black river his thoughts go to his family, the day he met his younger brother. The day he knew he won't be loved anymore. The day he got bullied for the first time. The day he knew he's going to end it all, the bullying, and his life.
Now he is standing there at the edge of a bridge, nothing going to stop him. He sighs a last time and let's go.
As soon as his body hits the water he knows he isn't going to survive this.
