Momo stands at the edge of the tall building, looking down at the busy street. Heights have always frightened her, but not here, when she feels like she’s standing at the very end of the infinite world. Nothing could stop her from ending it all.

“Momo,”

Maybe one thing.

She turns around to meet Jeongyeon’s eyes, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “I’ve been looking for you. Then I remembered you love being here, so I took the 15th bus and came over. You don’t mind it, right?”

Momo shakes her head, jumping off the edge to walk closer to the girl. They sit down in the only shadowy patch they could find, leaning their backs against the wall, and staring ahead, catching a glimpse of the city’s skyline.

“What do you love so much about being here?” Jeongyeon asks, always the one with the most words.

Momo seems to wonder for a moment, but she always takes her time to respond, even if she knows the exact answer.

She tilts her head to the side, her eyes tracing Jeongyeon’s features, -eyes, nose, lips-, “that even at the end of the world, you find me.”