It just wasn’t fair.

The boy next to me was still fighting to get out, being extremely noisy. It was starting to hurt my ears. “Stop that,â€? I said softly.

“Why should I?â€?

“Because, if you haven’t noticed, my sense of hearing is extremely powerful and since you’re making a racket right next to me, it’s coming out about twice the volume of anything you can hear.â€?

“Ha! Super-hearing?! That’s why you’re here? There’s way cooler stuff out there,â€? he scoffed.

“No, this is why I’m here.â€? I forced the chains attached to his handcuffs as far down to the floor as I could.

He cried out as the metal pulling down his wrist slowly cut into his skin.

I wasn’t technically killing anyone, now was I?

“Okay, okay, I GET IT !â€?

I let go. “So… what can you do that’s so cool?â€?

“Just watch.â€?

“I.. uh.. can’t.â€?

“What?â€? he asked, confused.

“I can’t… see.â€?

“How’d you know the handcuffs were there then?â€?

“It’s not that hard to hear them.â€?

“Oh,â€? he said, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry.â€?