In the deep darkness of the night, a drizzle had begun. A young man stood on the city's large bridge. His hands, gripping the iron railings of the bridge, were trembling. Below, in the pitch-black darkness, the river roared as it flowed fiercely. Tears in his eyes, immense pain in his heart, yet fear in his feet."How many more days? How much longer will this pain last?" he whispered to himself. He looked down. Just one step. Everything would be over. But... he couldn't bring himself to jump."Son..."A gentle voice called out from behind. The young man turned around in