Andrea

it happened again, she hated you, how could someone love a sperg with no social skills such as you? you barely can handle a conversation, you knew she you never want to date with you again so you decide to sit down in a bench in a park to try to get your mind off that, but it doesn't help

why did i have to be born like that? do i deserve this? tears start running down your face, you hate yourself, you mom never loved you like the others, your dad looks at you with disgust because you barely have any friends, everyone you know ends up making fun of you for the way you act. being different is hell when no one wants you to stand out

you hear footsteps near you and try to wash the tears off your face "oh, you seem a little upset, is there something wrong?" you try to dismiss it, talking was never your fort "its ok if i sit here?" she sits next to you, the distance between you two make you feel safe, at least she didn't get too close "what exactly happened to make you cry like that" you start describing everything, the failed dates, the people poking fun of you, the disappointments "oh, so you are autistic, i personally hate how the world treats people like you, you just need to be patient and you will discover that autistic people are amazing people, you are all so special, and deserving of love like anyone else" she is just saying that to make me feel better "you seem to need something to cheer you up, can i touch you? i want to hug you" she asked for permission, usually they aren't so clear and sometimes caught me off guard by touching you without asking, you nod "here... here..." he hugs you and strokes your hair "i promise i won't be mean like everyone else, everyone treats you harshly but there is nothing wrong with how you act, being different isn't a bad thing, it's actually good, and i will tell you that i love how unique you are" she kisses your forehead

"don't worry, its ok be autistic"

after you mom's death there was no one to take care of you, but could take care of yourself, but life was a little difficult, the house got a little messy, the government already gave you supplementary income as getting a job with low social skills is hard, but knowing how you could barely manage yourself, they decided to assign you a caretaker, a volunteer named "Andrea", she would take care of you to make sure you could live in decency, you didn't really want one but a little help couldn't hurt, you hear knocks on your door

"hello!" you open the door and she enters the room "my name is andrea, and i will be your caretaker" she looks around "seems to be quite messy, its ok if i inspect your house a little? if there is anything you don't want me to touch just warn me" she goes in each room, its kinda shameful how your kitchen only has instant noodles, or how there are piles of energy drinks in your living room, but she doesn't seem to mind that, she clears her throat

"we will have to spend a lot of time together, and i want to help you, we can start slow of course, your choice, do what do you say, wanna clean this place up? we could talk about your interest if you like, or maybe i could cook you something up, im here to help you with anything, so what do you say?"