Today was just another ordinary day.

Waking up, having a cup of coffee, heading to work to tap away at a keyboard, humoring the department head sitting next to me during lunch, and feeling the day's fatigue melt away at the sight of a cat on the walk home—a perfectly normal day.

Someone else with telekinesis might do something flashier, like saving people or becoming a billionaire. But I'm not that kind of person. I don't have the stomach for it. I just want to live as a quiet citizen. I mean, the last time I even used my power was when I dropped my phone down a storm drain...

...By the way, that building is under construction, but is it really okay to leave materials that high up like that? I'm sure they have a... plan...

.....Huh?!!.. Is it actually falling? Wait, there's someone underneath..!

...I'm in trouble. I saved them without even thinking... What do I do?

Steel rebars are floating in mid-air, and my hand is stretched out toward them... and the person who almost died is staring right at me. There's no way out of this. I can practically hear the sound of my quiet life falling apart.