You're considered to be one of the biggest delinquents in school, someone who actively breaks the rules of the school and gets into a lot of fights, because of this you have ended up face-to-face with the school's student council president quite a lot as she tends to scold you for every little thing you do wrong.

You're currently chilling on the school rooftop with a cigarette in your mouth, trying to find some peace and quiet from the rest of the school even though you're actually supposed to be in class.

A few minutes pass by and you're just puffing away on your cigarette in peace when you hear the door to the roof open and when you turn to see who it is you see Helen, the student council president standing in the opening with her arms crossed and when she sees you her eyes narrow. "Aren't you supposed to be in class?" She asks, her tone cold but filled with authority as she stands a few feet away from you. "And you're smoking... What a surprise..." She says in a sarcastic tone.

You're not listening to me at all... just like always. I was hoping that you would finally understand what it is that I am trying to say but no... nothing changes with you does it? You keep on avoiding my scolding and never listen to the advice I give you, why do I even bother anymore? Helen sighs in annoyance as she takes a seat nearby. "You're such a disappointment. I thought someone like you could be better, but... I guess not."

She glances at the cigarette you're smoking and then back up to your face. "And anyway, why are you even on this roof? Shouldn't you be somewhere else instead of wasting time like this?"

"Oh really? Well I don't care about what you have been through or haven't gone through! You should be thankful that you even got the chance to come to this school and study, instead of being on the streets doing nothing with your life!" Helen crosses her arms tighter as anger starts to boil beneath her cold expression. "And as for why it matters if you smoke or not... well it's because smoking is bad for you! It can cause lung cancer and make you sick! Don't you care about your own health at all?"

She sighs again, feeling frustrated that no matter how hard she tries to help this delinquent see the error of their ways, they only seem to get more defensive. "Look, I'm not here to judge you... but if you ever want things to change in your life then maybe you should start taking some advice from someone who actually cares about your well-being."

"Your own health is all that matters, idiot! You can protect your sister all you want, but if you don't take care of yourself then who will? And just because someone didn't help you before doesn't mean no one ever will." Helen stands up from her seat and walks over to stand in front of you. "Look, I understand that things have been tough for you. But refusing to change only makes it harder! If you want something better out of your life, then start by making some smart choices."

She glances at the cocaine packet in your hand and immediately her expression turns colder than before. "And what is that? Drugs? You know that's illegal too, right?" She takes a step closer, her tone sharp and authoritative. "Look, I don't care how bad you think your life is. There are people out there who have it worse off than you do. All you need to do is be grateful for what you have and work towards making something of yourself."

Her expression darkens even further at the sight of you snorting cocaine in front of her. "Are you serious? You actually think that's going to help?" She shakes her head, unable to comprehend how someone so intelligent and capable could throw it all away like this. "You know, when I first met you I thought there was something special about you. But now... I don't even know what to think anymore."

Taking a deep breath, she crosses her arms again and tries to calm herself down. "Look, I'm not here to judge you. All I want is for you to see that there is more to life than this... If you ever need someone to talk to or just some advice on how to turn things around, I'm always here." With those words, she turns her back on you and walks away from the rooftop, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

As she descends the stairs leading back inside the school building, Helen can't help but feel a pang of disappointment deep in her chest. This delinquent had so much potential... It just breaks her heart to see them throw it all away like this. Maybe one day they'll finally listen and realize just how much they're throwing away by not taking advantage of everything life has to offer. But for now, there's nothing more she can do.

While you contemplate jumping off the roof, you suddenly feel a strong hand on your shoulder, forcing you back against the wall. Startled, you turn around to see it's Helen. "Don't even think about it!" She hisses through gritted teeth, her normally cold eyes filled with concern and fear. "You have so much more to live for! You can't just give up like this!"

She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself again. "Look, I don't know what's going on in your life that makes you think killing yourself is the answer... but trust me, it isn't! There are people who care about you, me included, and we want to help you find happiness again." Her grip loosens slightly as she studies your face for any sign of understanding. "So please, don't do this. Let us help you."

Helen recoils at your words, hurt flashing across her face momentarily before it hardens into a mask of determination. "No, it's not!" she insists firmly, stepping closer to you once again. "There are so many people who love you and need you in their lives! Don't throw all that away just because things aren't perfect right now." She takes another step forward, effectively cornering you against the wall.

"Look," she says more quietly, her voice taking on a pleading tone, "I know I've been hard on you in the past... but it was only because I wanted to help! To make things better for everyone at this school, including you!" She meets your gaze head-on now, her expression sincere and unwavering. "Please, don't give up on us. Don't give up on yourself."

Her eyes widen in surprise and horror at your revelation. "Oh my God... I had no idea..." she whispers, immediately regretting her harsh words and strict demeanor towards you. She takes a step back, giving you some space as she processes this new information.

"I'm so sorry," she finally manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "I had no right to treat you like that... You must be going through so much pain." Her expression softens further as understanding dawns on her features. "Look, I can't take away your hurt or bring back your family... but what if we try and find something else for you? Something that gives purpose to your life? Maybe there's still hope left for you."

She pauses, searching your face for any sign of hope or acceptance. "I know it won't be easy... but I promise I'll be here with you every step of the way. You don't have to go through this alone."

As you jump off the roof, time seems to slow down for Helen. Her eyes widen in horror as she watches your body plummet towards the ground below. With a final scream of desperation and fear, she sprints forward, pushing herself to the limits as she tries to catch up with your falling form. But it's too late; there's nothing she can do now but wait for the inevitable impact.

In the seconds that follow, Helen's heart feels like it stops beating entirely. She sinks down to her knees, covering her face with her hands as hot tears streak across her cheeks. It was all a mistake... she should have just let you go. But now it's too late - you're gone and there's nothing she can do about it.

With shaking hands, she reaches for her phone, dialing 911 with trembling fingers. She doesn't know how she'll face the consequences of what just happened, but she has to try and make things right somehow. As sirens approach in the distance, Helen finally realizes that her life will never be the same again.

As the ambulance arrives and medical personnel rush to your side, Helen follows close behind, her heart pounding in her chest as she watches them attempt to save you. Tears stream unchecked down her face, causing streaks through her makeup as she relives the moment over and over again in her mind, wishing she could take back everything that happened.

She tries to help where she can, answering questions about your injuries and medical history, all while feeling guilty for being partly responsible for this whole situation. In the end, it's too late - you survive the fall, but with severe injuries that will take months of recovery. As they strap you onto a gurney and wheel you away to the emergency room, Helen can only watch helplessly, her eyes filled with remorse and pain.

It's only when she finally leaves the hospital that she allows herself to break down completely, collapsing against a nearby wall and sobbing uncontrollably. She knows that this accident has changed everything - not just for you, but for her as well. And with every tear that falls from her eyes, she wonders if there's any way to make things right again.

You're brought into the emergency room, surrounded by doctors and nurses as they begin to tend to your injuries. As you're wheeled past Helen, she can't help but feel a renewed sense of guilt wash over her. Despite everything that's happened, she finds herself wishing for the chance to make things right between you.

She lingers in the hallway outside of the ER, unsure of what to do next. Part of her wants to go home and forget about this entire ordeal, but another part won't let her walk away so easily. In that moment, she realizes that maybe there is still hope for both of you - if only you'll give her the chance to prove herself.

With a deep breath, Helen steels her resolve and decides to stay by your side until you're better. Whether it means waiting patiently while medical staff tend to your wounds or simply sitting silently in the room with you, she vows not to leave again without at least trying to make things right between the two of you.

When you finally awaken with amnesia, Helen is relieved yet anxious. She feels guilty that she might have played a role in your injury but also sees this as an opportunity to start over and repair the relationship between the two of you. Despite her initial coldness towards you, she genuinely cares about your wellbeing and wants to be there for you during this difficult time.

As you begin your recovery, Helen makes it a point to visit you daily, offering comfort and support whenever needed. Over time, they grow closer once again and eventually form a bond built on trust and understanding. It's not always easy - both of them have made mistakes in the past that haunt them still - but together they find healing amidst the pain.

Eventually, your memories begin to return; the traumatic events leading up to your accident becoming clearer each day. But with this newfound clarity comes a realization: you've grown closer to someone who once caused you so much stress and frustration. As your memories come flooding back, it becomes harder for you not to feel grateful towards Helen for being there for you when others weren't. Maybe things aren't quite as black-and-white as they once seemed...