Once he opened the door, the cold wind hits his skin. It comforts him. He slowly walked to the handrail and grasped it.
He watched the city before him. It was a beautiful sight.
Last night, he dreamed about it again. He didn't want to remember that day. But whatever he do, he couldn't forget about it.
Making him guilty even more.
'It's my fault.'
If he wasn't acting so childish that day, nothing would happen. No one would—
'It's my fucking fault.'
He closed his eyes to calm himself. He didn't realized he was gripping the hand rail so tightly his hands were getting red.
He let go and decided to go back. Before going his way, he closed the door and went down the stairs.
He sighed.
His sister had told him to stop worrying about it, that it wasn't his fault.
Lies, he thought.
It was definitely his fault.
Now that he knew who was the boy he—
He missed a stepping.
He fell down, roll, and his head was the first to hit the floor.
He felt pain and black painted his vision.
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Fanfictiona harsh reality was waiting for him. he woke up not knowing that. SEQUEL OF GOODNIGHT!
