2 PM
At the end of school today, the rain started pouring heavily—and once again, I forgot to bring an umbrella.
One by one, people went home. It was my fault for forgetting to check the weather.
Some shared umbrellas with friends and left together, while I just stood frozen in the school lobby, waiting for the rain to stop.
I took out my earbuds from my bag and played my favorite song—a ballad mixed with R&B. Loneliness makes this genre feel better when you listen to it often.
I just stood there, lost in the music, barely hearing the sound of the rain outside.
Some coffee would've made this moment better.
An hour later.
The school was silent—everyone had gone home.
Rin (her first name)—a girl I used to play games with—but her attitude wasn't like her at all. Sigh... I'm starting to miss the memories we shared.
How Does It Feel to Fall in Love?
I don't know if I'll ever experience it. My personality... nobody likes it. It's not that I don't want to change, but my mother... she's too sweet to have a son like me.
I'm okay...
At the school gate, I saw someone in a wheelchair, stuck—like they couldn't move. I shouldn't care. Better pretend I didn't see.
Five minutes passed.
She was still there, struggling silently. Why is she putting herself through this?
Damn it...
I ran toward her—maybe I could help. The rain hadn't stopped. My body hesitated, but my heart... it's still human.
"Hey, miss... need help?"
I already knew how she'd react when she saw me. People always get scared—especially with my rain-soaked hair covering my face. She'll think I'm some kind of criminal.
But when she turned to me... her face looked like she was about to cry.
I didn't expect that—people are usually so easily frightened of me. But what shocked me more—
"M-my... blind date... I'll be late... but this wheelchair—it's stuck on some tangled thread. I can't move it."
My chest tightened. She's out here in the rain, struggling just to meet someone.Without a word, I bent down and started loosening the knotted thread caught in her wheel.
The rain kept pouring, soaking us both. It didn't take long—my strength made it easy to pull free.
I tested the wheelchair, pushing it back and forth. It moved smoothly now. My job here is done.
Without a word—or waiting for thanks—I turned to leave. But my steps felt heavy, as if something was holding me back.
I glanced back. She was clutching my bag.
Wait...
She reached into her purse and pressed something into my hand.
"Take this... Thanks for helping. You're kind."
Her smile was like an angel's on this rainy day. For a second, it made my heart skip. But I brushed it off.
Then, she wheeled herself away happily. I looked down at what she'd given me.
...Just a piece of candy.
Hahaha.How rare—someone actually giving me this.
Thud!
Not long after we parted, she fell, her wheelchair hitting a pothole. What a mess of a girl I've met today.
Without thinking, I scooped her up, one hand steadying the wheelchair. Luckily, it wasn't damaged. I set her back down, but her clothes were a little dirty from the fall.
"Let me help you... Where's your date?"
I didn't even know why I was helping. No reason. She tried to refuse.
"No, no... I can go alone. Don't trouble yourself—"
I ignored her and started pushing the chair. The more she resisted, the more I felt rejected. I have my pride too. Eventually, she quietly pointed the way.
She brushed off the dirt, then pulled out compact powder from her bag, checking herself in the mirror.
"I hope I still look pretty..."
This girl is terrible at makeup. Her natural face was way better. But I didn't say it—if you don't know how to apply it, don't force it.
Soon, we reached the café where her blind date was waiting. I held the door open, and she wheeled herself in.
...For some reason, I pretended to order a drink there.
She approached her date—a normal, average-looking guy. Then his voice cut through the café, sharp and impatient:
"Why are you late?! I've been waiting forever! And what's with the wheelchair? I didn't know you couldn't walk!"
She didn't look angry, just... sad.
But you said in the game that you'd accept me no matter what...
I listened and realized—oh, they met in a game. The worst place to fall in love.
We've been happy together in-game for a year, grinding together. You always cared about me in Wisdom of Qurt.
I nearly spat out my drink. That's a game I play too. But now I understood—she played it hoping for something more.
She tried to hold back her tears. She's stronger than I thought. Maybe I should leave—this was turning into a drama.
But then, the guy said something no one should ever say—
"You stupid crippled bitch... Hahaha, if you knew you were disabled, you shouldn't have fallen for anyone. You should just die—you're nothing but a burden to your family and—"
Before he could finish, water splashed across his face.
"Fuck! Who threw that?!"
The next second, a foot slammed into his face, knocking him to the ground.
"Oops... sorry."
It was me—Shin—who threw the water and kicked him. I pressed my shoe hard against his face, grinding it into the floor.
My smile at that moment... probably looked like a psychopath's—someone who really wanted to kill.