Nala and Rohan grew up together in a small town upstate New York. They dreamed of flying. When they were six, they would pretend they were birds or dragonflies and run around the yard. When they were ten, they would act as pilots, commanding a cardboard box or a swing set as if taking off and soaring through the air. At age twelve, they would eagerly rush home and do their homework, both top students in the eighth grade, excelling in science and mathematics. This, of course, was part of their plan to fulfill their life long dream - to defy the laws of nature, to make an affront to physics: to fly.

These plans, which dictated Nala and Rohans actions for years, turned out to be quite delicate. Much like a glass window shattered by a brick, these intentions of theirs were destroyed around Rohan's seventeenth birthday. Driving together to meet up with some friends from high school, a drunk driver struck their vehicle. Nala had lost an eye, and Rohan was bound to a wheelchair. And thus, the two were barred from ever becoming pilots.

After losing the one thing that had bound them together for so many years, the pair now grew distant. Though it was the fault of a drunk driver, Nala couldn't held but grow resentment towards her once dear friend who was driving at the time of the incident. Rohan picked up on this quickly, and the rift tore them apart. Years had past, each moved on with their lives on their own accord.

Then one day, Nala received a phone call from Rohan, and they talked. And talked, and talked. Turns out, neither of them were doing very well after the accident. So they decided to meet at Rohan's apartment complex, where he bragged of having a rooftop with views of New York City.

At the top of the 35 floor complex, Nala and Rohan could see for miles. They took in all the city surrounding them. Rohan was sure they were thinking the same thing - this must be what it would be like to be a bird, soaring at the height of buildings and even higher. Rohan rolled his way over to the edge. Looking down, he said to Nala "This might be our last chance. Why don't we take it?" And with that, he used his arms to lift himself over the railing, and flew to the ground below.