How we spread our love-part 1 (switchverse fiction)

I just jumped off from the building.
I wanted to be a pilot, but I couldn't.
When I was much younger, I imagined myself flying through the sky. There was no reason. I just loved the sky.

When I entered middle school, I thought I could make many good friends. Because I was a very social kid.
But guess there were people who didn't think so. I first realized that I was different from them. I was a type of person who has intellectual disability.

I just wanted to be friend with a kid who draws well. When I opened her note, she yelled at me. Boys took my stuff and throw them to other boys, calling my stuff infected. From that time something happened in my heart and I started to run away from them.

Was I a trouble for them? I don't know. Mother said I am perfect, but those people didn't think so.

That day, after I got back from school, I cried a lot laying on my bed. I don't remember why I cried anymore, but I was very sad at that time.

Boom.

Then the wall in my room got destroyed.

I was so surprised that I didn't even know two people were fighting in my room.

"Is that all you got, Delete!? Hehehe, come on! You can do it!"

"I will shut your mouth, Mr.Goodguy."

Then they left through the wall they just detroyed.

Police arrived, and they didn't leave until midnight. Dad and mom looked super anxious. After the police leave, I slept in another room. Then I heard some sound in my room.

When I silently visited my room, I saw one guy wearing white mask putting down a pile of money on my bed.

"Hello?"

He looked super surprised.

"Oh, oh... kid. This is weird. Mostly it is always me who is good at sneak."

He showed me the pile of money and continued talking.

"I'm sorry for the daytime. This money will be enough to fix the wall. By the way, your room is cool. Wait, what is that... woah."

He noticed my white, giant glider. Actually, not only that one, but also tons of the plane blueprints that I've made.

"Are you interested in flying and stuff?"

I nodded.

"Cool. You are much better than me... you can be a great pilot in the future."

"I... I..."

"Are you okay, kid?"

"I can't."

"What do you mean? Seems like you are hesitating. It's okay, kid. I am on your side. You can talk to me."

It was weird. I mostly couldn't talk very clearly, but in front of that man, I could.

"People hates me... because I am different from them. They won't allow me to be a pilot."

"Then they don't deserve you. Now I think you don't suit for the pilot who help those people."

"I know."

"You deserve to be the better pilot."

"Eh?"

"Our life is not enough even if we focus on the people who we love. No need to think about people who hate you. Just help people who you love. Tell them you are thankful. That's how we spread love in this world. I gotta go."

"Wait! Who are you?"

"I'm Delete, but just call me your friend."

Then he left.

After the sunrise, my dad and mother called police again and asked me again and again that if I am okay.

I didn't know what to say, so I just smiled.

(all of my creations are fiction, and do not intend targeting someone in real life.)
April 17th 2021, Switchverse by naiette