In my previous 22 years of life, I never thought I would end my life in such a way. At this moment, I stood on the rooftop of this building and took a deep breath. This building has a total of 22 floors. I chose it not because it has the right number of floors for my age, but because I have so many memories of this place. I imagined 101 ways he would behave when he came, but I still didn't expect the story to go this way. What does it feel like to fall from the 22nd floor? I recalled my story with him layer by layer, and by the time I figured it out, it was already too late. Paji.