Endlessly do they tease me. Endlessly, do I have to put up with their scorn, with their contempt, their cold shoulders and turned heads. What is it that makes me so different from the crowd? So socially unacceptable?
I never asked to be this smart. It's just the way I am.
My name is Heero Yuy, and I am a second year at my highschool. One look at my report card, and you can see why I've gotten so many people against me. I've never racked up lower than a 94 in my life.
I've never had to study, to cram. I just naturally retain knowledge through what I hear, and simple contemplation. I think of school as a method; is that so? Then prove it.
It's my deep insight into my theories and explanations that has garnered the respect of my teachers. My intellect has pushed me far above my peers, to take part in advanced courses to keep up with my developing thinking.
Yet, at the same time, I find myself being pushed to a distance. My old peers regard me with cold sneers, biting words. Others, they look on without a care in the world. It hurts.
It hurts.
Every shove in the hallway, every joke at my expense—I never wanted this.
I'm on the brink of depression. The gaping hole in my poor heart keeps on growing. I just want to be accepted, to be acknowledged…to exist as more than "that smartass," or "the silent geek." But I know that my social skills are…less than adequate. People take my silence the wrong way. But it's hard for me to break the way I was taught, to reform myself, and to put my thoughts into casual words. People often take them the wrong way.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.
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