He couldn't take it.
The stress.
Every one of his failed attempts of a touchdown stings him, digging holes into his self-esteem where he could never patch up.
The eyes.
Watching his every move.
Watching his every breath.
Watching his every blink.
The mouths.
Ready to rip him apart with just a false step.
His folks.
Each expectation clinging onto him, dragging him down a dark spiral where each word of disapproval is a large metal spike, piercing through his flesh.
And most of all, the love of his life.
Just one simple glance at her is enough to suffocate him, remembering him of how he's not good enough for her.
He can't live like this anymore.
So he does what he believes any suicidal person would do.
He jumps.
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