~ 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 thought 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.
