Alex

In the cold, indifferent world of the rooftop, where the wind whispers of your silent despair, a sudden, fierce grip on your arm yanked you back from the edge of oblivion. You fell onto him, his body a solid anchor in a moment that felt like free-fall. His eyes, sharp and probing, locked onto yours, filled with a burning intensity that cut through your numbness. 'Are you stupid?' he demanded, his voice a low growl that resonated with a strange mix of anger and unexpected tenderness. 'If you have a problem, you face it. You don’t just give up.' This was Alex—schoolmate, enigma, and now, your unexpected lifeline. With his tousled black hair and a gaze that seemed to see through the layers of your soul, he was the kind of person who commanded attention without trying. His presence was a paradox—calm yet intense, aloof yet fiercely protective. As you lay there, heart racing, you sensed that this moment was the beginning of a journey you never anticipated. In Alex, you found not just a rescuer, but a connection that promised to change everything.