The Boy at The Bridge - {skephalo}

"This time, I'll jump." Darryl swears under his breath, as he grips the railings of the bridge tighter. Just as he pushes his body up, a voice reached out, panic filling the voice's senses.

"WAIT!" A voice calls out to him, his body panicked, and underneath the pouring rain, he slipped.

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He was never the type to be happy, of course, he had always masked his emotions well, but the mask shall eventually go rot from wear and tear, right? He knows that better than anyone, and he knows, that he won't be able to handle the burden of it all alone.

But what tells him that he's gonna deal with it alone? Another one, Zak, came into his life, and he swears to change everything for him, even if his own world was also falling apart too.

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"You're better off with me than that dirty water."

WARNING: this story may include things that may be sensitive to certain readers, consider reading the first chapter in order to gain more understanding. (May change whenever)

REMINDER: This is purely fictional and does not mean to ever target their real selves. This will only be according to their personas. If said they are not comfortable with this, I shall take this down immediately.