Short story - From Eden

As usual
I'm on my way to the rooftop
Just the same feeling of 17 years old boy
Mad, fed-up, weary
I need air
So I go up
To the building's rooftop

When I open the door, the vast orange-purple-red of twilight sky grabs my sight. For a while, I feel fine. I walk to the center, taking a deep breath. But then I feel something's not right, there's someone else here. I take a look at my back.
I saw a girl looking back at me with her enigmatic eyes. It has the same colors as the sky right now. She's sitting there, on the ground, bare-foot, wearing a dust-stained white dress. Her hair is long and black on her white skin. I think she is the most beautiful person I've ever seen.
She blink, I got my sense back.

I ask "Who are you?"

She frowned,

I continue "What are you doing here?"

She bit her lower lip, still frowning. After awhile she say,

"I think I just fall"

Again her glistening eyes take my breath. How could she have that amazing color, I feel like I'm looking at a mirror of the sky. When she blink, I gather my senses again.

"Fall? From where?"

I mean this place is the building rooftop. The tallest building around here and I can't picture where she'd fall from.

Slowly she lift her right hand until it pointed high to the sky.

She answer "From up there"

I look into the broad sky, the clouds. I look back into her. Now I'm the one who's frowning.

I ask again to make sure "From the sky?" I imitate her pointing finger.

She shook her head

"No, from Eden"