The rain poured relentlessly, drumming against the pavement as Officer Jeon Jungkook's patrol car cruised through the dimly lit streets. His shift had been quiet, routine calls filling most of his night—until the radio crackled with something different.

"Possible self-harm incident, College Bridge. Any available units respond."

Jungkook's grip on the steering wheel tightened. He hit the siren, cutting through the stillness of the night as the bridge came into view. It wasn't the first time he'd received a call like this, but each time left a knot in his chest. He couldn't help but imagine what might be waiting for him.

His headlights swept across a lone figure standing at the edge of the bridge, dangerously close to the railing. The figure didn't flinch at the sound of the siren, their gaze fixed on the dark waters below.

Jungkook stepped out of the car, heart pounding. He could barely make out the pale face, drenched by the rain—just a college kid, barely out of his teens.

"Hey, don't—" Jungkook began, his voice firm yet gentle, but the boy didn't move.

Jungkook approached cautiously, his soaked boots splashing with every step. "I'm here to help. You don't need to do this."

For a moment, silence stretched between them, broken only by the sound of the storm. Jungkook could see it now—deep, hollow eyes. The boy's lips trembled as if fighting to find the right words.

"Just let me go," the boy whispered, his voice fragile. "I don't want to be saved."

"Taehyung, right?" Jungkook asked, having caught the name from the dispatch.

Taehyung blinked but said nothing. Jungkook took another step closer, his tone softening. "I know you feel like there's no way out right now. But it's not too late."

Finally, Taehyung turned his head slightly, the first sign of acknowledgment. "You don't know anything about me."

Jungkook's eyes didn't leave his. "I know enough to see that you're hurting. But whatever you're feeling... this isn't the answer."

Seconds seemed to stretch into eternity before Taehyung collapsed onto the wet pavement, silent sobs shaking his body. Jungkook hurried to his side, unsure whether to feel relief or heartbreak. He didn't let go of him as he called for backup.