Jisung was over it now. What was he going to do? What *could* he do? His mother had taken her final breath, and soon Jisung will too. He sat at the edge of the Han River bridge, staring down into the glistening patterns of water that mockingly reflected the starry night sky and city lights. He had taken his shoes off. He was going to let go. But then he saw another figure, dangling their feet over the edge like he was. "and as we own this night I'll put your body to the test with mine." "we're all just suicidal kids telling other suicidal kids that suicide is not the answer." Welcome to my second fan fiction, where I take you all to a different realm of angst and fluff. Hold on tight-we're stepping on the gas. Pierce The Veil, we've held on till May. MISO SWITCHES BUT MOSTLY: TOP LEE KNOW BOTTOM HAN