"I'm nothing. Is life even worth living?" Those just might be the most spoken words by depressed people. I'm not depressed though, I swear. I might be approaching the blurry edge of depression, but I have a rope to hold me back. Or do I? I tried to stay as an introvert, but you brought me out from my shell. And now that I'm in this bright world, I have nothing to keep me stable except for you. Now, what if you leave? Will I just be left alone

One month. Just one month to fix the wrong things before being sent back to death, a black hole without an escape. One month. To  fix numerous previous mistakes. Not one more can be made, but all must be fixed. One month. To get back his dream girl. His true love. One month. Can