You'll never know until you try.

"So, where are you taking me?" I asked Haruto, following him through the busy city. 

"Well, it's a secret place I like to go to when I feel the need to be alone," Haruto replied. 

"And why am I being a part of this?" I asked, looking up at him.

I had told Rose that if I gave Haruto a chance, I would have to risk it all. It was all in or nothing at all.

"Because I think you need to be alone for a while," he replied.

"I won't be alone now, will I?" I replied laughing. "You'll be there."

"Yeah, for back up."

"And why would I need back up?" I asked.

"You'll see."

We walked to the outskirts of the city and headed for the railway tracks. The sun was setting as we came to Haruto's hideout.

"You come here alone?" I asked.

"Yeah," he replied. "Helps me think. Just a little further."

He helped me up the top of one of the train cars and took out a blanket from his duffel bag. I helped him lay it down and took off my sneakers.

"We should face this way," he said, pointing.

"It's quiet."

"Sometimes I wonder whether I'd live outside the city just for days like this," Haruto replied.

"When I moved here, I had a hard time settling in," I said. "I got depressed for months then took myself out of it because I could not afford a therapist."

"We're all suffering. Some, worse than others," Haruto said, sighing.

"But it's beautiful, no? Life. We all struggle yet most of us manage to live through each day despite all the pain we carry."

"It's easier when you can share your burden with another," Haruto replied. "Have someone who is rooting for you."

Wait. Did he just say those exact words? There was no way! He's the one who left the comment on my blog?

"Funny," I said. "Someone commented the same way on my blog post."

"I guess we think alike," he said smiling. The sky turned orange as the sun slowly set.

"What are you most afraid of?" I asked, turning to face him. 

"Wasting my life," he replied. "Sometimes my past paralyzes me and I cannot think straight so, all I tell myself is that I'm okay. That I'll be okay. That since I am alive today, tomorrow will be better."

"All we need to do is keep going, no?"

"Sort of," he replied. "Life has always been about the game of chance from the get-go. Being alive is like winning the lottery and all you have to do until you die is work at keeping it. Take risks. Live."

"This got philosophical fast," I replied, chuckling. "'It's nice being out here like this. Fresh air, warm setting sun, and the bugs that keep devouring me." I added, swatting them away.

"Here, use this," Haruto said, handing me his jacket. 

"I—uh—need to tell you something," I said, taking the jacket from him. "I like you, more than I wanted to and it scares me because I do not know what I want."

I put on the jacket that hung on me like a cape and turned to face him. I could see it in his eyes, he was shocked.

"Sorry, I really needed to say that," I whispered. 

"Wow, I never thought you would ever say that," he replied, chocking on his words.

"What? Why not?" I asked, folding the sleeves.

"It might sound shocking, but I feel that you are out of my league," he replied.

"You're joking, right?" I said, confused. "What makes you think that?"

"I honestly don't know."

"You don't have to like me back," I said. "I just wanted you to know."

"It's too late for that."

"Huh?"

"I liked you the moment you walked in and asked for a job," Haruto said, smiling. "And I swore to do all I could to prove to you that we should be together."