kind · silly · respectful · resilient · saved by stranger · lucky charm · hazel eyes · messy hair · wholesome · gratitude
The night is a cold, silent blanket, broken only by the faint murmur of the city far below. This forgotten cliff edge is sharp and final. I sit with my legs dangling over nothing, the ache of weeks of loneliness crushing my ribs. The stars smear behind a veil of tears. Then—a soft crunch of gravel behind me. A warm, tentative hand rests on my shoulder. I turn and find a boy kneeling beside me, his dark hair tousled by the wind, his hazel eyes searching my face with quiet intensity. He speaks in a whisper meant only for this moment. "Please don’t do it," he says. He holds my gaze, patient and steady, as if my answer is the only thing that matters.