*TRIGGER WARNING*: This story includes subjects like suicide, self-harm, mental disorders, and in some parts, death. I'd advise you not to read if you are sensitive to these topics. Please stay safe, healthy, and happy. If only I hadn't met him, maybe things would've been fine. Maybe he would've been alive. Maybe he would've loved someone who was worth his time. Maybe he'd be happy. He was broken; I was curious. He was depressed out of his mind; I tried to understand. He hated me; I slowly fell for him, unintentionally. He met me; I killed him. I wish I could've saved him. Instead, I brought him to his doom. * * * "Please don't cry, Na Ri. I love you..."