Maybe We Might

Prologue.

Summary

High school best friends Lae and Kyle are about to enter university when Kyle announces that he took in another lover. Knowing about Kyle's tendency to break up with his exes exactly after one week of dating, Lae doesn't show much interest... until he meets said lover and discovers that Kyle was dating a man this time. Accidental train rides, roller coasters of emotions, and a whole lot of white lies later, Lae reminisces on the roundabout pattern of their relationship and ends up with his sexuality being discovered by their friends with varying degrees of reactions. After being secretly in love with Kyle for so long, Lae has no idea what to do with his friend's sudden interest in the same sex and starts to wonder if things would have been different if he confessed a little earlier.

Disclaimer

All characters are fictional and any resemblance to real people, places, or things, are purely coincidental.

Dedication

This is dedicated to my friend who had just recently come out to his family after twenty three years. I hope to see you again soon and I hope you read this story of hope, love, and friendship.

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Prologue.

If he were to choose a time and place where he could go back to, he'd probably choose that one time – and literally, one time – that he was forced to take the train home. It was that one day in his thirteen years of being, unfortunately, alive that his brain coincidentally decided that he didn't need an umbrella, that the weather forecast is a total fluke, and that there was no way a thunderstorm was going to randomly flood the streets at the exact same place he decided to meet his friends in.

He always seemed to have the worst luck in life.

For one, his dad had been transferred to a new location deep into the business center of the big city after getting promoted. This meant that he and his older sister needed to change schools, considering the fact that Erica is finally graduating high school that year. And then there was Lae, innocent, naïve, thirteen-year-old Lae, who was always responsible enough to never forget his umbrella... except, of course, on that fateful day.

It was the last meeting with his friends – although he promised them that he will live with Erica if she decides to enter college in their old hometown – so he begrudgingly admits that he was cheesy enough not to skip out. He must have left his umbrella at home due to his excitement, but that wasn't the case. He just really never bothered to check the weather report.

Looking back, he wishes he did.

He really wishes he did.

Innocent, naïve, thirteen-year-old Lae learned two things that afternoon.

One, it was exactly five minutes before four in the afternoon. It was the worst time to commute; the rush hour was accompanied by the noise of footsteps and chatter, and that is when he figured that getting stranded in the middle of a jam-packed train station with a hurrying crowd was not fun.

And two, never approach suspicious-looking kids who look as if their soul just got sucked out of their bodies. Specifically, kids sitting on waiting benches, soaked to the bone, and hoodies covering their faces, looking like Halloween with feet.

Those were the two things he learned the day he met Kyle.