Jean Rivière witnessed a man falling into his death when she was 7 years old.
What she did not expect was to see him 15 years later, completely in tact and looking barely a day old since his questionable 'death'.
"But all good things have to come to an end, right?"
6 years ago they thought they'd never see each other again.
6 years later they realised they were wrong.
She was a girl who knew where she was going. He was a boy who didn't.