~ It had always been like I was disconnected from the world. Like I was never meant to be, cause I don't fit in anywhere.
Of course, this isn't the first time I've about it. It's probably because people don't see value in me.
I'm a cripple, after all.
I can't walk, have a low voice. Even with the skills and knowledge I've gathered, I can't say I truly enjoyed the life I've lived. But... What's next?
What else can a cripple like me learn?
At the end, I can't help out my mum at home, which should be a son's responsibility.
Maybe it's time to end it all.~
...
"Hmm... Yes, it sounds right, but also wrong."
A young man with short grey hair closed the black notebook in his hands and then relaxed on his chair.
He sat in the shadow of a tall apple tree with green leaves, which seemed to just start bearing fruit under the bright light of the radiant sun.
His tired eyes scanned the surroundings, seeing children and their mothers playing around, some couples alone with pets, some with children.
Others were even enjoying happy picnics. Overall, everyone here was smiling... Except him.
Everyone was with partners... except him.
He was an anomaly here too. He didn't belong here.
Julius quietly adjusted his black shirt and then his glasses. He then quietly rolled forward in his wheelchair. He was already leaving the park since it was getting quite late.
"Hey there, let me help you with that."
A sweet, melodic voice came from his side and when he turned to look he saw a polite looking girl walking over to him with a smile on her beautiful round face.
Her black hair was cut short and she wore a short flay skirt with a crop top, accentuating her beauty.
Julius sighed and only quietly shook his head at her, and continued going on his way.
"Wait, let me help!" The girl rushed over and held the wheelchair from behind before pushing him and helping him.
"You don't have to."
The girl frowned as she heard something from the dull man in the wheelchair and she asked:
"What did you say?"
"You don't have to help me. I don't need it, leave me alone." He said with a higher voice and the girl didn't let go and continued pushing.
She glanced back to look at someone before turning forward and looking down at Julius.
"You know how it is in the park, everyone is so focused on their business so I thought to help you since I didn't have anything to do." She replied with a happy voice and then Julius' next words made her frown.
"I have no money to tip you." Julius said as he looked up at the girl.
He saw the girl visibly flinch when she looked at his face.
He was not a bad looking guy but he was mentally stressed and physically tired.
"Don't worry. Just consider this an act of good will." The girl reassured him with a smile.
They soon left the park and Julius couldn't help but think about what he'll face when he gets back home. It was already passed five so she would be worried about him...
After leaving the park and riding for a while, the girl pushed the cart into a dark alley and Julius frowned as he noticed this.
"You know you're a pain in the ass right? My boyfriend was watching us, or rather, the guy I like, he said I'm a bad person and he doesn't like it. Why did you have to go ahead and piss me off." She suddenly let go of the wheelchair and as it rode forth to hit a dumpster, Julius held it and spun it around.
"It was never my intention—"
"Shut up! I just wanted to do some good. Why is anger so uncontrollable?" She said as she tried to keep her shouting quiet.
Julius kept quiet as the girl knocked over a dumpster and stepped on it till it caved in.
"If you don't mind, I'll start going now." He said, riding forward with his wheelchair.
"Don't you know how to apologize. Or are your senses crippled as well? Come to think of it, you looked crazy to me from the start." The girl put on a mocking grin and then walked towards him.
She spat on his face and as Julius felt the spot slide on his cheek. With a smile, she slapped Julius in the face.
Her expression shifted instantly. Julius caught her hand, and the emptiness in his eyes seemed to pierce straight through her, chilling her to the bone.
"You should know more than picking on the weak. With a personality like yours, you're not getting any luck with that guy." Julius' tone was flat and emotionless, just like his eyes.
It was like his words cut through to her heart and she felt her heart skip a beat.
"Shut up! What the hell do you know?!" She waved her second hand to slap him but it was caught and Julius' spun her around, letting her fall towards him and he hit her neck with his palm, making her go unconscious.
"Even if I'm a cripple, it doesn't make me an easy target for bullying. I learned the way to deal with people like you at a late time in life." A silent sigh let his lips as he moved his wheel chair out of the alley.
"A shame I didn't get to deal with more people like you." He mumbled and rose out of the alley.
"Aly!!"
Hearing the sound of a man shouting he turned around and saw a handsome guy running his way and the guy accelerated as he saw him.
"Excuse me, where's the girl that was helping you before?" The guy asked in a polite tone and Julius quietly pointed in the darkness of the alley and continued on his way.
"Aly huh, what a dumb name, for a dumb bitch."
Of course, there were a lot of humans who hide their true colors from the world just to enjoy social benefits, like the bit– Girl...
...I meant girl.
Like the girl he just met.
That's another observation of his. A person was never truly complete. You can be beautiful, have a nice physique, but it's either you have a bad personality or not be that good looking.
People often wore masks around others to hide their true intentions, Julius could tell from the start cause he saw the bi—
...cause he saw the girl with her boyfriend earlier. She seemed to enjoy his company so much.
So why would she want to suddenly help out a poor cripple. Simple... To gain something.
And I'm this situation, she simply wanted approval from the handsome guy.
Julius was so stuck in his thoughts that he failed to realize that he had returned home. He looked at the brown bricks and the white windows and sighed. He opened the wooden doors and went in and then the smell of smoke permeated the air.
He looked at the couch to see a woman sleeping there with a tray of empty alcohol bottles in front of her.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but go out of the house again.
"Damn it..."
He hated this...
He hated that he couldn't take care of the woman who raised him. She would be better off remarried.
That night, Julius stayed beside a store he constantly came to with a book and pen. His hand moved extremely fast, as he was writing a novel currently.
"AHHHHHH!!"
A scream came from the side of the road on the other side and Julius' eyes were wide open as a bus tumbled over to his corner.
And he felt something familiar...
...Fear
*Bang!*
Soon, the area became quiet and the sound of sirens came a while after. The area then became crowded and people took photos while some simply left.
It seemed like a celebrity was inside the bus that just had an accident and that's all people talked about.
No one even gave a second thought to the cripple boy, who was crushed to death as he was quietly trying to live his own life.