Shinji: His TalentI wished I knew how to answer Miho’s angst-filled question, but I didn’t. It was too close to the ones I’d often asked myself. Why did I continue to live, to survive so shamelessly, when the people who should have loved me the most wanted me dead? As Taka leaned forward and kissed the top of her head again, I smiled to myself. He was really the only thing holding me here, the only thing that kept me going when it would have been so easy to just walk away from it all. More than once, I’d found myself standing on the edge of a roof, looking down, wanting to jump. But I couldn’t leave Taka alone. He seemed strong, but I knew he needed me. That was enough.
I debated telling that to Miho, that everyone had a reason to live even if they didn’t know it, but I stayed silent. It
