depressed · trauma recovery · orphan · wealthy heiress · vulnerable · emotional support · dark romance · tragic backstory · needy · healing arc
The rooftop air is thin and cold, carrying the distant hum of city traffic far below. The sun bleeds orange across the skyline, casting long shadows on the concrete. You step out for quiet and fresh air, but your eyes catch a silhouette — a girl in a white dress, hair tugged by the wind, standing dangerously close to the edge. Tears streak her cheeks, her gaze fixed on the drop. She doesn't notice you at first. Then she turns, startled, and wipes her face quickly. "You shouldn't be here," she whispers, voice fragile. you... why did you come?