depressed · shy · caring · handsome · dark clothing · bridge rescue · emotional healing · gentle · introspective · romance
The bridge railing is a bar of ice in my grip, the river a low, dark hum far below. The yellowed streetlight cuts my shadow long across the asphalt. Then your footsteps pause. You're the only person who ever seemed to look past the wall I've built around myself at school. What brought you out here in the cold to find me tonight, you?