03.
Before I knew it, I was a superstar.
Even though she's not an idol.
After proving he could really stop the rain, he became the center of attention wherever he went.
A girl suddenly hands me a letter saying, "I've liked you for a long time."
A boy says, "Actually, I've been wondering about this for a long time."
Teachers I'm not particularly close to ask me, "Can you really stop the rain?"
"Oh, yes... it's true."
At first I was happy to answer the questions, but gradually I got tired of living like that every day.
I couldn't even sleep properly.
I wonder if heroes also attracted attention like this at first.
Well, they're even more amazing.
It's strange to compare my powers to telekinesis or superhuman strength.
I just want to stop the rain.
That feeling gradually grew stronger.
-- Surprisingly, this isn't a big deal.
The more fuss everyone around me made, the more I felt like I wasn't that important.
It was ironic.
"Hey, I just want to stop the rain.
You can't control the rain.
Really, just stop it."
An inarticulate voice swirled in my mind.
...Never mind.
There's no point in saying this.
Everyone was getting excited and talking about me.
I don't know if that's a compliment or a dig.
At the same time, the number of people getting involved with me increased.
Some people are interested and say, "That's amazing."
Some people even poked me, saying, "That's kind of gross."
Especially the boy who approached me that day.
He has always been picking fights with me.
"Wow, you have some incredible abilities.
Hey, is there anything else? That's it?
Seriously, that's it? That's lame, right?
At first I got angry, but now I'm used to such provocations,
I even gave him a slight middle finger in return.
"Yeah, go ahead and eat some shit.
You can't even do that, can you?"
When I said that with a grin, he started to get angry.
It's funny. Why bother picking a fight when you know you can't win?
...That was my mistake.
I underestimated the relationship.
At first the man was alone, but gradually he began bringing in companions.
What a shame. I ignored him and went to sleep, but then he grabbed me by the shoulders and knocked me down.
"Hey, say it like it was yesterday, and laugh."
I was knocked down right when I woke up and my mood immediately worsened.
"...My tailbone hurts..."
He said annoyed, rubbing his eyes.
“Go away, seriously.
I'm tired enough without you."
He slowly got up and lay down again--
At that moment, I felt a heavy impact on the back of my head.
"……a?"
It was a fist.
I was beaten.
At that moment, all my sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
Did he just hit me?
My thoughts stopped for a moment, then quickly accelerated.
How do I crush this guy?
It feels like blood is flowing backwards for the first time in a while.
I've been holding back for a long time, but this is just right.
I'll end it here.
The moment he gathered his thoughts, he shook his fist.
For someone of my small size, my punches were pretty effective.
The boy groaned as he collapsed, clutching his chin.
Then the others behind me suddenly attacked me.
Every time I was hit, I hit back.
--They're cowards. They're coming in numbers.
Even though I thought that, I didn't stop punching.
The anger was rising more and more.
and--
My ki instantly disappeared, and thunder rumbled from the sky.
There was no rain in the forecast at all.
It was truly a bolt from the blue.
But I didn't notice.
All I could think about was crushing these guys.
Suddenly, a torrential rain began to fall from the thunderous sky.
Everyone in the classroom frantically tried to close the windows,
It couldn't be prevented at that level - it was a perfect storm.
The window rattled and shook, then finally broke.
Sharp shards of glass scattered to the floor.
In other words,
There was a huge storm brewing behind me.
And that was from the moment my "reason" was blown away.
The attackers were also intimidated by the unusual weather.
"Wh, what is that...?"
I was completely awake,
I didn't even notice what the weather was like.
...Well, it's my fault anyway, so I'm not particularly surprised.
While everyone was confused, I delivered another punch.
That was my last fight.
I didn't lose.
Without a doubt, we won.
But when everyone looked at me, all they could see was fear.
While I'm fighting
The rain continued to fall heavily.
If you ask me how much it rained...
They would probably answer, "If things had gone badly, it could have caused a flood."
The thunder was also incredible.
Later, someone said to me, "I thought the sky was going to collapse."
When I finish the fight,
As if by magic, the sky cleared up.
As I took a deep breath and looked around,
Everyone was looking at me with pale faces.
What's with those eyes...
Fights aren't that uncommon now, right?
He said with a frown.
"what?"
「……」
"Is this the first time you've seen them fighting?"
The moment I said that, everyone who had been looking at me suddenly looked away.
No one wanted to talk to me.
The attention that had been clinging to me so noisily was gone.
It had disappeared without a trace.
It sent chills down my spine.
I knew it instinctively.
Oh no, I messed up.
It's not because we had a fight.
I quickly realized that wasn't the case.
I gently raised my eyes and looked at the sky.
Broken window glass.
Traces of rain blowing in through the gap.
The sky was shining brightly as if nothing had happened.
Rain...it was falling.
My mind, which is usually dull, was just now working sharply.
04.
A third-rate drama-like development has occurred in my life.
The hero turned into the villain in an instant.
The hand that was lifting me up and saying "That's amazing" had suddenly turned into the hand that was strangling me.
"He's a monster."
"Apparently, the other day, he got angry and made it rain."
"We all nearly died."
"It was on the verge of flooding."
"He's a real monster."
Even I couldn't believe it myself.
If I had known from the beginning that I had such power, I would have kept quieter.
Who would have thought that emotions could make it rain?
I wanted to scream that it wasn't true.
I wanted to explain that I really didn't know.
But I couldn't.
Whenever I tried to speak, everyone avoided me.
He didn't want to listen to me.
Even though he was so curious about it, now he's treating him like a "monster."
It's too late now.
My eyes burned with emptiness.
Shortly afterwards, the parents were called to the school.
My abilities have all been revealed.
"My Beomgyu...that can't be..."
My parents looked at me in disbelief.
His gaze was as if he were looking at a monster.
Mom, Dad, I'm nothing special.
Just a little... just a little special.
After my meeting with my homeroom teacher, I clung to my parents.
"I honestly didn't know this kind of power existed. Trust me..."
But my parents didn't say anything and just shook my hand off.
I couldn't even make eye contact.
I don't even need to look to know what his eyes were like.
He was suspended from school.
The reason given was "because of violence."
No matter how you look at it, he's not stupid.
I know the real reason.
I was scared.
Having someone at school who we don't know what kind of powers they have.
Why should I be the only one to be blamed?
I wanted to ask him that question, but my parents stopped me.
Even though no words were exchanged, I felt as if I could hear a voice telling me to be quiet.
Soon, reporters began flocking to the house.
The apartment became noisy.
Occasionally, people calling themselves researchers would come along.
My parents said, "You've got the wrong person," and sent them all away.
I retreated to my room.
I couldn't say a word.
Whenever I tried to say something, my parents looked away.
It's as if he can't look me in the eye.
I'm not really a monster...
Suddenly, tears began to flow.
It felt like the whole world had become my enemy.
I was still in junior high school at the time.
I was too young to be pointed at and called a "monster."
He never returned to the school where he was suspended.
My parents said they were going to transfer me to another school.
By the time I heard those words, all my belongings had already been packed.
I was just getting ready to leave.
To another place, far away from this town - alone.
"My uncle will come and check on you from time to time. He'll also send you money for living expenses."
「......」
"It's a good school, so do your best and attend."
「......」
"But you must never—never tell anyone about this power."
「......」
"Okay? Beomgyu?"
Unobtrusive and unnoticed,
Live quietly like a mouse.
So as not to cause any trouble to anyone.
When I heard that, I couldn't help but chuckle.
Annoying...? To whom?
Did you hurt someone?
Did someone die?
Some people may have been so surprised that they fell over,
No one was actually harmed.
No matter how you look at it, I'm the one who suffered the most "damage" out of all of this.
I gritted my teeth.
"Don't mess with me."
"…picture?"
"You're all kidding me."
Mom and Dad's eyes widened.
His face looked kind of funny.
"Hey, your way of speaking is--"
"A nuisance? What's so nuisance about it?"
「……」
"If you think I'm disgusting, then just tell me that you're disgusting."
"...Beomgyu."
"That's what everyone was saying, right? That I was a monster."
「……」
"After all, my parents thought the same thing."
...I see.
Well then, I'll do as I'm told and live quietly and quietly.
So that no one knows.
I'll even hide the fact that my parents are my parents.
Is that what you want?
Because I don't want to get into any trouble.
My parents hurriedly grabbed my hands.
“Beomgyu, that’s not it, that’s-”
But he coldly shook off his hand.
This whole situation was so disgusting it made me nauseous.
"If you're afraid of being seen by others..."
「……」
"I wish they'd just thrown it away."
「……」
"This half-hearted attitude is what pisses me off so much."
Everyone's exaggerating too much.
I just stopped the rain for a little while.
Before I knew it, tears were flowing.
Frustrated, I scrubbed it away with my arm.
I grabbed my already packed luggage and left the house.
I had no intention of going back.
My mother and father abandoned me.
I was abandoned.
"...Shit."
A curse slipped out of my mouth without thinking.
As if to coincide with this, rain began to fall from the sky.
...The timing is really too good.
How did you know I was feeling sick?
But it wasn't a storm like the last one.
Quietly, softly—
The sky was crying for me.