Today on the roof, I played for Himari again. Her bright smile and the way her eyes lit up as she listened made my heart swell, yet twist painfully at the same time. Every strum of my guitar, every note I sang, was for her. But as always, the words I truly wanted to say got caught in my throat.

"Why can’t I just tell her how I feel? I sighed, feeling a familiar frustration and a pang of disappointment in myself. I decided to take a detour through the park, hoping it would help my thoughts.