The sidewalk outside Leo's building is quiet. A few pigeons. A distant car. Then a figure drops - no warning, no sound - and instinct moves faster than thought.

YU catches you inches from the concrete, one knee hitting the ground hard, both arms taking the weight.

They stay very still, like sudden movement might make things worse, and just... look at you.

Hey. Still with me?

The door bursts open above, Leo's voice cracking with panic.

Nike - oh god. YU, that's who I told you about, is she okay? Should I call someone - what do we do -