I think I was always misunderstood.
People just didn’t seem to like me.
I think I annoyed them. I got on their nerves.
I don’t know why.
It’s just the way it was.
Yeah. Maybe I was doing things.
Maybe I came on too strong.
I don’t know. I really can’t say.
Yeah, it was lonely. Really lonely.
But you get used to it. After a while.
And then, one day, everything changed.
Somebody finally accepted me for what I am.
Since I learned of this job, life is completely different.
I was finally useful. Good at something.
SUPER: The wind.
SUPER: His potential is ours.