That afternoon, a girl with brown hair lay motionlessly on the ground in a pool of crimson red.

A simple envelope with a single heart drawn on it lay beside her.

That envelope was tinged with red.

A bracelet made from blue and purple yarn was now soaked in blood.

The girl's black hoodie and shirt rode up, showing  bruises on her arms and stomach.

The teachers told the police,"As soon as school ended, she would go up to the rooftop. She's diagnosed with schizophrenia."

On the rooftop, a pair of shoes were placed at the door. Those shoes now belonged to no one.

That afternoon, a life had been lost.

It seemed that she couldn't save herself after all.