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The wind is cold. He let his legs dangle while sitting on the top of the building.
"This is ridiculous... I'm really doing this, huh..." Sora whispered under his breath. He breathes on his cold hands, rubbing it together to handle the cold.
Of course, the highest floor of buildings are always meant to be cold.
Well, his body is meant to be cold soon.
"I'm sorry, Hotaru... Big brother won't be able to see you until you birth your first child... Big brother won't see you grow up... Big brother won't see you again..." he smiles bitterly.
"I'm... really sorry..." he muttered.
He slowly walks to the edge, and stared silently at the people below, living their life.
Good for them... Sora supports himself by touching the railing. His hands are shaking, but he continued.
He lifts his body, until the only thing he'll do the next few minutes is jump. His breathing hitched at how high this building is.
"I'm free now, huh..."
The next minutes, he'll die. He'll finally rest in peace, with no problems at all. His body, six feet under. So, why is he nervous? Why is there a part of him still wanting to live?
He hesitated. He weighed the options. If he continued living, he'll forever be sad. Killing himself would be better than living his life lonely.
So he does.
He jumped.
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But... what is this?
He didn't expect it to be like this.
More importantly, why did they kind of looks like the characters he read in a BL manhwa he read before he dies?