You're My Angel

Everyone around me looks at me with hate in their eyes and with anger rushing through their veins. People would think wrong about me whenever they see me, they fear me. none of them bothered to talk to me and socialize with me, and when I do? They'd say I was just up to something. When I got home, I'm welcomed by the dark and cold place, windows shut, squeaking floorboards, the roof is leaking and you can hear the droplets of water every two seconds from the kitchen's sink. I don't even know if this is still a home. My parents? they're long gone. After I was born, they left me outside an orphanage but the orphanage refused to take me in. Don't ask me how I survived throughout the years, because, I myself, am confused about how I still manage to keep myself alive despite the situation I am in. If you're thinking I already got a job? I don't, businesses disregarded my application forms and told me that I wasn't qualified, for any job I applied to, it was all the same. Hi, I'm Haru Arima, welcome to my not-so-typical happy life.