Whispers In the Rain (Short Story)
The world doesn't look at me
24-year-old Ares lives a life of invisibility. Slim, awkward, and constantly unlucky, he's always been overlooked and even mocked for his looks. Struggling to get through each day in a gray, uncaring world (just imagine he is ugly and has a nerdy look with pores on his face)
The rain hadn't stopped for hours. Ares stood under the tiny awning of the convenience store where he worked, holding a bent umbrella that had given up halfway through his shift.
People said he looked sickly. Some even whispered he might be cursed... He didn't disagree....
Ares had grown used to being invisible. In high school, he was the quiet one in the back. In college, he was the guy nobody remembered. And now, at 24, working late shifts and barely scraping by in a tiny apartment with peeling walls, he felt like a ghost who had never truly lived.
Today had been like every other an elderly customer had scolded him for being too slow, a coworker ignored him during break, and his train pass had fallen into a puddle.
As he stepped out into the storm, the wind snatched his umbrella and sent it tumbling down the street. He sighed, didn't bother chasing it, and kept walking.
Ares (MC)
Another perfect day *mutters to himself*
Ares (MC)
*he reached his apartment, he saw a small envelope stuck to his door*
The letter was protected by a clear plastic sleeve.
Ares (MC)
*took the letter* what it is? There is no name, no address from the sender... But it has my name in the messy handwriting
Ares (MC)
*he took a moment and looked at his left and right if he could find someone who left this letter*
Ares (MC)
*later he turns his attention back to the letter, he peeled the plastic away and opened the envelope with trembling hands*
In the letter
"You don't see it yet, but I do.
The world doesn't deserve your kind of quiet beauty.
I'll keep watching from afar, until you're ready"
•by S
Ares (MC)
*he stared at the note, his mind racing with thoughts*
Ares (MC)
A prank?? but there is nothing mocking in this words... It felt .... Genuine and real
Ares (MC)
*clenches on the note*
And suddenly, for the first time in a long while, the rain didn't feel so cold to Ares his mind was somewhat relaxed and he was grateful to the note which made him feel better after a bad day.
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2025-04-17
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