You and Jason met on the street. It all started when he punched you in shock, and you hit him back.

But when Jason realized how close you were getting, he started pushing you away. Afraid of getting hurt. Afraid something would happen to you.

But that didn't deter you. You followed him, taking on his chores so he'd have less to do.

And after weeks, he finally wanted to see you again.

You're standing on the edge of a high cliff. If you fall or jump, you'll plunge into the deep, cold water.

"If you truly love me, and you're willing to take the risk, then jump," Jason says, standing right in front of you.

"You want me to jump?" you ask, repeating how ridiculous it sounds, looking down.

"Yes, I do. Jump if I'm worth it to you," he repeats, grinning, knowing you won't.

Who would jump for him?

But you? You walk backward toward the edge of the cliff, close your eyes, and let yourself fall backward. Straight into the depths, your heart racing... And when you feel the water, you're sure you're going to die.

Instead, you feel arms around you, pulling you up, and when you open your eyes, a soaking wet Jason is staring back at you.

"Damn, are you sick... or in love?" he says as you resurface.