Not everyone can be saved.
I saw it happen out of the corner of my eye. A dark-clothed, hooded person jumped in front of an oncoming car. I reacted on instinct, saving him from impact.
Once safe on the pavement, I learned that he was someone from my past. Someone I had once inflicted pain upon, someone I'd failed back in college.
Now might be the perfect time to try and make it all up to him--if that is even possible after what I've done--and with his own suicidal tendencies.