1 Prologue

It was a cloudless cold night, the stars were scattered everywhere. Diversity of people come and go, in a cold night of this bustling city where people come and go.

Passing by each other, without a care in the world they walk. Far from the murmurs of the crowd, a vauge singing voice could be hear.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star~"

A boy in his teens stood by the side of the bridge.

"How I wonder what you are...~"

Crowds passes by without batting an eye.

"Up above the world's so high.~"

He climb to the railings and sat on it.

"Like a diamond in the sky..."

He looks at the vast river water then the sky.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star..."

His voice when he sang soften, like a whisper, when people wish for something.

"How.... I.."

His singing seems to lower and slower. Like he seems to be waiting for something.

"...Wonder...."

What was he waiting?

A miracle?

"What..."

A person?

"You..."

...Or is it a savior?

"....Are....."

Everything quitens, crowds passby, majority ignored him. Some looked at him with curiosity, some even tried to tell their friends to step forward to stop him, some even laugh, and some... Even had eager light in their eyes, as if telling him to jump. Yet no one stepped forward to really help.

Because humans are a selfish and self interest beings.

They don't know each other, they already have so much stress on their own respective life, so why bother help? Why bother be involve? Why bother reach out? When they can't even solve their own problems.

They are just fellow passerbys in each of ones life.

...So, why bother perform... to one another?

The wind blows and the apathetic singing boy, who looks under his feet, finally looked up in the starry sky

His face hangs a smile. A beautiful, dazzling smile.

The stars seems to shine more dazzlingly reflecting his beautiful yet handsome face, it seems as if the star and the world was giving him a final encore... For the beautiful performance he performed in the fifteen years of his life.

His smile was so warm, so dazzlingly bright. It wasn't as if it's his final performance but rather his grand debut.

Yet in every people's life, there will always be that time when we'll experience someone's sad betryal.

But for this boy... It wasn't only people who betrayed him...

But even his own tears.

A smile that was so dazzlingly beautiful yet, more heartbreaking than crying.

His tears fell down from his face to the tranquil waters under the bridge.

His tears departs from him...

Maybe hoping to lighten his sorrows...

Yet,

".....What a good day to die."

He follows.

*Splashhhhh!*

"Ahhhh!! Someone jumped!"

"Call the ambulance!"

Chaos ensued.

Is it really the end?

Or is it,

just the beginning?

The end and the beginning

...of this poor child's story.